Right Or Wrong Lake (Ft. Blitz (Pop))

[Blitz] From what I see, the streets are closing in
Systems holding men
Captive, trapped in a holding pen
Controlling men
[Lake] From what I see, the hustle goes on
Niggas with stress stay strong
A nigga gotta eat right or wrong
[Blitz] From what I see, the streets are closing in
Systems holding men
Captive, trapped in a holding pen
Controlling men
[Lake] From what I see, the hustle goes on
Niggas with stress stay strong
A nigga gotta eat

[Blitz]
Finally the gates cracked
Inhaled a fresh breeze that took me way back
To days of freedom, son we gave 'em seven even
Now a free man, prepared a steep plan to see grams
Without having to deal with lose grams and unmarked vans
Tell me your focus, it seems you like it when police provoke us
Lead to us grabbing toasters, shoot to kill when they approach us
Instantly tag us, no respect when they bag us
Throw us on the wall, feeling niggas up like they faggots
Hit you where it hurt, kick in ya door
You on the floor, they up ya wifey skirt lookin for raw
What is it for? Just for doing dirt tryin to score
You broke the law, you just put in work
Son in one shot you lose it all
Nowadays I never lose sleep
Yo Lake, I thought you knew the game was too deep
Son the streets pray on niggas who sleep
Keep it up son and you'll be fourty two in the pen
With consectutive tens waiting ya turn to do this again