The Journey

Riviir

Compositor: R. Mitchell

Yea
I'm back
The Journey, next chapter
Came so far, still got a long way to go
Nu Jerzey Devil
I see you homie, we on da move with this one
Yeah, I got this
Yea, uh, yeah

Growing up as a little child, I didn't smile
Didn't have no friends but da endz drove da nigga wild
My mama's hurting
I'm gon die for certain
Fighting in da streets while she watch from behind da curtains
Trapped on da corner
No one to call on
To show us right when we all wrong
There gotta be sunshine after da storm's gone
It never last long, but we all strong
I made it out da streets
Came to America, hustling for keeps
Been hustling for weeks now
I'm making beats now
My family can feast now
Tell dem niggaz on da corner, put da heat down
Cause I got this
Aiming for da top, I will not miss
Hey Ikáy
Dropped my first tape in o' nine
I got da flow that will blow minds
Da game is so mine
Cry Nation gold mine
Held it down on my own, didn't have no help
All alone in da zone, struggling by myself
But
When my record start blowing up
You see dem fake ass friends start showing up
They embrace me now
They praise me now
They smile in my face but I know that they hate me now
Cause I'm getting money, I'm getting by
They can't take it from me, so they wish I die
I roll like a Piranha do
Flow like a animal
Káy back with da Mac and I'm strapped with them hammers too
You know how dem bangers do
Cry Nation thugz, watch ya manners fool
You just Piranha fool
Cry Nation over everything
The streets got me ill, the music be my medicine
Niggaz hating on me, problem that the cheddar bring
Sitting on da throne, homie I'm forever King
Y'all know my name, all y'all niggaz know me
Let me do my thing, I keep them bitches on me
Martin Luther King, I keep your picture on me
Dreaming in da Benz, da Sun gotta glisten on me
In da zone by myself
Smoke my weed, sip Patron by myself
If it's beef, I bang my chrome by myself
Suckas

Hahaha
Cry Nation we're here
Yea