These streets ain’t a home

What’s life without some consequences 
I’ve known some brodies who went down for drugs in their possession 
Could never fit the shoe until I’ve learned to switch perspectives 
Empathizing with em cuz I made the right connections 
No night and day or black and white cuz that’s just how it is 
Working through the motions just to finally feel what power is 
Money in your pockets full stomach on some cocky shit 
Until a curveball hits, then it’s u who turns to stupid shit 
Just to try and help u feel the high
Cuz even through the lows, u need that power steer to drive 
Pot holes in the road u never know which til it’s yo time 
Sentenced never finished cuz my limits more than 85 
Guess that’s why I speed through every sign before I see where I’m going 
And hit the gas so I could feel like I’m floating
Instead of feeling so hopeless 
My homie told me bout this life in that moment 
I contemplated how It always turns to ash when the smoke ends, and asked myself if life is measured in moments

i just got to know 
where this path will go 
feeling so alone cuz i know 
that these streets ain’t a home

and if this all it is then where’s the fun in that? 
gave my all to people and got nothing back 
fuck is that?
how they gonna talk about me like they know my heart or when i’m coming at
barely know myself but i still come with that 
bottom of my soul then put it all in these words 
crafted a verse to fly to places unheard
cuz i’ve seen faces disturbed 
from taking turns to the worst possible outcomes so how come
they talkin bout mac like they dont know malcom (damn)
don’t know whether to be afraid or ashamed 
couldn’t tell by looking at my reflection am i the same? 
legends never die, know they’re names still engraved 
in the music, I play it back to reminisce on good days 
growing up, thinking then, in the future we’ll be ok 
fast forward 2020 and shit will still be the same 
different frames picturing packing up to hop on a plane 
fly away trying to build something better 
Weather the rain if i crash I just return to my sender

i just got to know 
where this path will go 
feeling so alone 
cuz i know 
that this streets ain’t a home

so many different walkways, step on soiled ground, watch the vision in your heart stained 
Homies i had before, had some motives, we had to part ways 
thats why i couldn’t trust cuz i had to learn that the hard way 
smart play, going round telling people its my fault 
i only sever strings if somebody’s pulling on mine wrong and times gone by 
before u know it in the blink of an eye 
like pullin uey’s going 105 thats how u know ur alive 
I let that bullshit slide but I won’t ever forget, it goes both ways if we talking respect

i just got to know 
where this path will go 
feeling so alone 
cuz i know 
that this streets ain’t a home

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