The G Story
24 living like I’m 42
Smoking good weed
Living on the other side of the clock than everyone around me, thats where I found me
I had a dream... that's still resounding
I was the last man standing my enemy surrounds me
Shit getting so real now that they move in on my street
Across from me judging me as if this posture is costing me
Im glad I’m not caught up in chasing what I’d ought to be I smile and wave cordially but still awkwardly
I'm not too impartial you can’t just take one part of me
I play favorites like I oughta be cause everybody else's culture is flourishing
This buddy buddy shit is what keep costing me
Im several steps behind sharing goals like a soccer team
If you on bullshit then get off of me
Niggas wait on success like they having fun in poverty
The shoe fits probably
Make what I earn, take what I owe, flip that, make that make some more, then open a store
24 living like I’m punting doors, been on this hunt before I got fat we only ate what we could kill
Thats common code, I starved some nights until I ate forreal, street paving, granola bars, and dehydration
Stood tall could never see me breaking
My palms steady caking
Enemy of my state inside the wrong nations
Niggas like us tend to live among masons
Niggas like us run the wrong places, places you can’t step in faceless
My GPA was a spaceship, Im sky high passing tests all day mastering basics
Opal shinobi the aura glow from the sheath was holy
Smoke a nigga like the sheet was holy
Smoke leaking on me
It brings a tear to my eye