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THE PROS (feat. T'nah, Chuck Strangers, Dessy Hinds, Dirty Sanchez, Rokamouth & Nyck Caution)

CJ Fly/Statik Selektah/Chuck Strangers/Dessy Hindshuatong
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Y'all don't know what's it like living your whole life knowing that your nice

You may doubt yourself sometimes

Like pay per view, put up a fight

Skin ain't light, but my future bright

Said that I would shine without ice

I just write these honest lines

Of what I saw with two eyes

No one knows what I went through and the entry fee I paid

Ain't a superstar, yet still wanna to go the VMAs

Gonna manifest it can't til we see the day

Gotta go to court so let's pray that I beat the case

Coffin or cell, why they wanna see us in a box?

Tryna climb the charts until they see us on the top

I let you live, I hope my kindness kill my opps

Motto ain't change, it's middle fingers to cops

Love our freedom but they wanna keep us locked

Wanna try shootin' us, they want us to get popped

Love my bodegas, get my fronto from the ock

Do this for all my niggas hustlin' on the block (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Mommie told me, "Bring the pain, these niggas is tame"

Honestly, I feel exact same

Divin' in these pussies, bitch, I'm Max Payne

I'm just a dark skin n***a in a sold-out crowd

Blowin' loud where he ain't allowed

Shit been lookin' up, I'm gettin' sucked down

Hoes be tryna duck, hittin' me up now

See, he is a miracle, he still shine

Though he said his rhymes is unbearable, Fly dropped a classic

I done dwelled in the Hell, these little niggas false claimin'

So I'm the big homie, guess it goes without sayin'

Hollowed jokes and the game, I been past it

Suckin' in your LA accent

Gimme face and I'm flaccid, the f*ck is you sayin'?

I look up to God and Lil Wayne, so it's money over bitches

Keep my mind on my motherfuckin' ventures

Stayin' level-headed 'cause the game vicious, uh

I should be goin' outside of my comfort zone

I left the room to places I could be like some honeycomb

Greener the grass, sweeter the ass, let's get blown on the front lawn

Took a shorter time to pay 'em back for one loan

Made myself aware since Jigga had Roc-A-Wear

Balancin' double shifts like there ride to the fair

In any motion, my grind, it well paired and devoted

As I float by, often floats, three wheel motion

Used to be on Ocean Ave, three people, one bag, no room

Or space for my thoughts and body while they both grew

Ain't no role models in school, only Ice Cubes

With jewels or niggas that could ride and make moves

That I made to, played to, innocent in grade school

Every day I had a new demon or an angel

Stay true on both of my sides

Now the bar on top shelf, soap level

This is days of our lives, yeah

Yeah, I said, "I been at the bottom, that's been why I'm gettin' high, bro"

Ripped all forty-seven pages out the fuckin' bible

I don't have a stylist, but they stealin' on my style

I always knew I'd be a rich n***a since the snotty nose

I know my momma prayin' for me, actin' like a diablo

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop another bottle

You see me get distant 'cause I'm not the type to follow

Fuck you, pay me, that's my new motto

Labels all fables, they ain't ever on your side, bro

Niggas only love you when you pop or you die, bro

I put my heart in the game, my chest became hollow

You need the bad guy, so label me a malo

This world ain't have nothin' to offer us

We was pushin' work, we was the boss of us

Only way to win is if I fuckin' quit

Me, I been legit since the little jit

Fuck the law and the government

I ain't see no justice served while my niggas out here servin'

If I see some funny s**t then I'm the first one swervin'

'Bout my capital, f*ck the capital

Rest in peace to King Capital

Why these lil' niggas cappin' for?

Uh, yeah, yeah

Gotta keep my focus, can't repeat on that old s**t

Gotta sound and make it soul shift

And hold you high when you're hopeless

People pick you up like two-year olds

And while I been sick of these posers

Whom they get to notice, know this way, we in the show biz

Movin' they don't notice, only gon' repost it if I pour up for those pics

Can't count on who's closest

When it comes to takin' more risks it's the same who's boastin'

But they know 'em, gon' ignore this

Put bane into the poems, gotta show 'em we're the artists

My scuffed shoes polished, had to go and get some dollars

Still rock and get a hollow from your girl on your momma

Schooled by old-timers, back when I had the liners

Makin' sure we ain't have our minds to come and run through these times with, nothing's easier

Keep a watch on who's been teachin' ya's

More of them movies and medias

We should really help the needy first

But instead they turn them to see them skirts

Should it be selfish to sell this merch?

Converse with my profits, commerce with the verses

When my pocket's lookin' hurt, yeah

Yeah, and so the story came and go

Beware of all the fakes who don't got it but they just paint it gold

Everything that shine is not a precious stone

But ignorance is bliss, so it's fine, I guess the less you know

The better it is, the era of kids

Who sure they got their s**t together better than him, yeah

I used to think that I was meant for this s**t

But I missed too many shots, I mighta emptied the clip

We make goals in our head that we set for a year

That we forget in a month just to boast with our peers

So you seem like you got life figured out, but when you look in a mirror

The reflection isn't clear, I'm stressin', I'm feelin' weird (Stressin', I'm feelin' weird)

Uh, I confess, I'm a little scared (Ah, yeah)

Ayy, I tell everyone I'm okay, I'm stuck in my ways

But I just wish someone would interfere (Wish someone would interfere, yeah)

Ayy, days are long but years are short (Oh, yeah)

How the Hell did I get here? (How the Hell did I get here?)

Uh, maybe it's just a phase, or one of those days

Won't be a victim to the fear, yeah (Ah, yeah)

Don't know the Hell that we been through, yeah

I'm stressin' but I'm gonna get through it

We learned the hard way, now lemme think straight

We ain't in Hell yet but we gettin' there

Don't know the Hell that we been through, yeah

I'm stressin' but I'm gonna get through it

We learned the hard way, now lemme think straight

We ain't in Hell yet but we gettin' there

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