Peter Pan

(Shut the fuck up, ****)

Most my OGs let me down

Doin' cocaine usin' codeine heavy now

I was wearin' ****' Akademiks hand me downs

Now he formin' habits now

Kids I used to see in strollers startin' to carry weapons now

Wakin' up to shots fired, lil' **** gang bangin' over breakfast now

Scared they finna blow the brains out, cops checkin' bags like it's J.F.K

Why you messin' with us?

Squares moved in, whole block left, rich **** playin' Tetris with us

Diamonds on my neck, stuck to me, they was pressurin' us

Hoes started runnin' extras with them ****

Most of them turned special witness ****

Always thought of runnin', it was hell there

Mama was too proud to ask for welfare

Either you was Lance, Sebastian Telfair

Or you brought  the pack and moved it elsewhere

We all dreamt of bein' prince of Bel Air

Teachers skipped the name 'cause who the hell cares

How you let a lil' **** sell here?

Wanna hold the pistol, ****, hell yeah

N.Y.P.D. playin' catch up

L.A.P.D. playin' catch up

Shorty changed my shit to Kesha

Why the fuck you playin' Kesha?

Put a dollar on my vision

Poor **** took the money out the center

I can't even manifest it

Had to learn to be protective

Now, all I see is these old **** actin' like Peter Pan

I taught myself how to be a man

Made mistakes how I see the plan

I taught myself how to be a man

Nobody asked if I need a hand

Nobody thought I would be advanced

**** live in never, never land

I taught myself how to be a man, ****

They were robbin' lil' **** after school

I was taught, don't let a fuck **** in front of me

Hid the weapon in a paper baggy

Either show the gun or get the fuck from in front of me

Only God and mama keep me company

They the ones that saves me from my enemies

I can't even see no similarities

You was stayin' up for Linda Ellerbee

Ran the city gave me hypertension

You ain't got no problems, you just hypin' tension

You ain't tryna squabble, you just like attention

Put my life on the line like I'm Michael Bennett

Shootin' warning with hopes you might get mentioned

Had to distance from 'em, went a mile a minute

Used to ask what they would do in my position

Till they start a sentence with, "In my opinion"

****, no

I was livin' off of cold cuts, bread, butter and a toaster

Say it on record so when a writer want a close up

You ain't gettin' any closer

**** been hittin' me, man, I used to love your old stuff

Used to do it for the culture

**** used to try to pay me with exposure

You about to get disposed of

Every time you call my phone, need a loan

Oh, no, no, I don't even pick it up

Twenty years done come and gone

I've been the same, all along, you don't even switch it up

Throw a chair and throw a fit

Throw the fair one, throw the fists

There's the love, it don't exist

Mama panic, call the pigs

You get out and do it all again

Bunch of old **** actin' like Peter Pan

I taught myself how to be a man

Made mistakes now, see the plan

I taught myself how to reinvent

Nobody asked if I need a hand

Nobody thought I'd be advanced

**** live in never, never land

(Shut the fuck up, ****)