The Cold Phora

[Verse 1]
My lil' homie caught a case, he fighting life dawg
Couldn't tell you if it's wrong, if it's right
But angels ain't around here at night dawg
So all we got is devils in our sight
But me, I went from a felon to your favorite rapper
See, I'm from a place where niggas just don't make it out of
See, I'm from a place where if you doing good
Then they're more likely to kill you
Cause the money what they chasing after
Had a friend lose his life over a twenty set
With seven shots to his abdomen, ain't no coming back
See, I used to run the streets with 'em sipping on forties
But ever since they took his life, I've been done with that
Now I ain't too proud of my past, but I did what I did
Where I'm from, you either getting shot or giving the bid
Really nigga, we just trying to live
But why it seem like cops getting promoted for killing a kid?
It's like god works against us
Why I feel like cops don't protect us?
All this anger in my heart
Too young to understand the real reason why my pops really left us
The judge gave him seven years hoping his cell turns to a grave
Just another minority in a cage
And I know this shit probably won't ever change
But I won't sit around like it's okay