[Intro]
Yeah. 6:35 in the morning
We in the studio talking about life
Where we think we going to be in 2 years
Having late night conversations and someone brought up the fact "We can’t take none of this shit when we leave the planet"
"So what’s the purpose?"
[Verse 1: Phora]
I’ve been thinking what’s life really mean when it’s all over?
I’ve been drinking too much
My mind been trying to stay sober
Lately I been stressing, all this pressure on my shoulders
I’m trying to get right with god, but I don’t feel no closer
Every time I pray man, he never answers my questions
Man, starting to feel like life ain’t no blessing
We ain’t got no direction, cops killing us not protecting
Pops said if you rollin’ round through these streets, carry you a weapon
So I went and got me a .38, but I probably ain’t gon’ use it
Really man, the only weapon that I need is this music
Never said I’m perfect, but homie I’m not stupid
Sometimes I feel worthless and sometimes I feel useless
But I ain’t got no time for that now, I ain’t got no patience
Runnin’ round through these streets man
Only end up in two places
Niggas got two faces, rich folks they all racist
Family comes first man cause those the ones that I came with
Yeah. 6:35 in the morning
We in the studio talking about life
Where we think we going to be in 2 years
Having late night conversations and someone brought up the fact "We can’t take none of this shit when we leave the planet"
"So what’s the purpose?"
[Verse 1: Phora]
I’ve been thinking what’s life really mean when it’s all over?
I’ve been drinking too much
My mind been trying to stay sober
Lately I been stressing, all this pressure on my shoulders
I’m trying to get right with god, but I don’t feel no closer
Every time I pray man, he never answers my questions
Man, starting to feel like life ain’t no blessing
We ain’t got no direction, cops killing us not protecting
Pops said if you rollin’ round through these streets, carry you a weapon
So I went and got me a .38, but I probably ain’t gon’ use it
Really man, the only weapon that I need is this music
Never said I’m perfect, but homie I’m not stupid
Sometimes I feel worthless and sometimes I feel useless
But I ain’t got no time for that now, I ain’t got no patience
Runnin’ round through these streets man
Only end up in two places
Niggas got two faces, rich folks they all racist
Family comes first man cause those the ones that I came with
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