34th & 8th
Look a real one in the eyes
All you see is pain
You gon' fold under the pressure or you gonna maintain?
When you facing eviction shawty going insane
Got you sipping that bottle just tryna get through the day
When you're scraping your change from a minimal check
Working for a boss who sees you and your struggle as a game
What a shame
'Cause even though I'm killing these beats
All I am to them is number 84 33
So peep
I ain't stopping 'til my peoples is free
F**k a 9 to 5 I'm finna get a house on a beach
I just want to see all my homies feed their families
And make a little cheddar cheese for a trip to the Philippines
Gotta keep it g when you maneuver these streets
'Cause the city is a jungle everyone tryna eat
Yeah the city is a jungle mad snakes in the grass
So I keep my lawn cut when I shoot at these rats
With the heart of a lion loyal to that wolf pack
I would ride for my homies put the squad on my back
Facts
The city grimy and it's giving me chills
But I know who to trust 'cause real recognize real
You feel?
I write my life in these lines articulated through rhymes
Producer or an artist yeah I'm destined to shine
Come to find that my Lolo getting sicker
And sipping liquor make my girl wish I wasn't with her
So what you gonna do when it's on you to bring home dinner?
Salary or hourly your pockets getting thinner
But my struggle ain't real to you is it?
See a nerdy Asian kid and you assume that he privileged
If I rap it I did it
Ain't no games and gimmicks
Feminized by the media 'cause my eyes looking Chinky
Stereotyped as obedient but you ain't tryna see it
Wake up the dragon that's sleeping and spit fire on you plebeians
Maneuver the median as I'm swerving and speeding to feed
These dope rhymes to the needy fiends don't be greedy
There's enough to go around
And my invisible crown got me feeling like I own the town
So while you're holding my dick I'm just holding it down
And shawty thotting but I'm over it now
Yeah the homie got the weed and he rolling it now
I might catch the contact but I'm sober right now
These haters running their mouths and need to pipe down
Like I said, they ain't really 'bout the s**t they talk about
Killers move in silence, I don't make a sound
But I'll let you figure out whether or not I fired those rounds
Buy another round for my boys at the bar
I ain't talking 'bout no lawyers studying for the bar
I ain't talking 'bout no pull ups but I'm raising the bar
I ain't talking 'bout the xannies but I'm popping these bars
Swerving like I'm a cabbie in my car spitting bars
This is what intelligence looks like when it goes hard
They're tryna stay relevant by acting a part
But Titi said to be myself I took that s**t to the heart
Took that s**t to the soul
Sorry I missed your call I was out on the road
Running through the city tryna get to the dough
But you're always on my mind when I make it back home
Oh yeah
F**k how they feel
Back on some hungry s**t tryna get me a meal
Never was a thug killer I'm keeping it real
But if you come for my loved ones then I'm shooting to kill