NO MAN'S LAND (feat. Wordz)

Back before Christmas, happy to make it home

I guess I'm tired of sending you wishes over the phone

I feel like I should cherish these moments before they're gone

So here I am, on my way back to where I belong

Back to where I belong

Can't forget where I'm from

My **** got a 9 to 5, he hate it, but he can't quit

He's been in the office for years doing the same shit

Surviving

Sacrificed and put in extra hours

Saving up just so his son can at least go to college

Planning ahead

That boy's school career ain't even started

He couldn't leave it to his baby momma

She doesn't even shop for baby products

She's more concerned about the latest Prada

And going fishing for a richer father

My **** really got a lot to bear

And here I was thinking beefing with these rappers was a serious problem

**** in the hood got bigger problems

I light the spliff, he tells me, "Pass it, ****, I ain't tryna think about it"

Back to where I belong (Think about it)

Can't forget where I'm from

Dry the tears on your sad eyes

Might not give your ass the world, but he's man enough to even try

Had to give him all the credit on the effort 'cause he's working on a 9 to 5

Some people never get what they fantasized

Stay humble to your roots when you grow in life

Some **** stay crying on the prison line

Some **** say he born for the thug life

Back to where I belong

Can't forget where I'm from

Can't forget where I'm from

Yeah, it's a war going on outside nobody's safe from

**** ain't got a license but got a handgun

These **** shoot but ain't never been to the range once

And they ain't even turn 21

Blood on the streets, cover your eyes

He might not make it out alive

Don't get your life taken by **** you tried to take from

Now it's back-to-back murders, it's black-on-black slaughter

These killers got good lawyers, uh

Yeah, now there's good and bad aura

Black-and-white lawyer

Depends what you affording, ****

Yeah, it's now back to black slaughter

And back-to-back trauma

The streets is outta order, ****

Heard 'em say, "With a gun, money come quick"

Same gun they gon' try to take your life with

Losing people to the violence, could be anyone

Same violence that we tryna run away from

One minute you here, next minute you not

All depending on the **** who be calling the shots

Trigger finger tryna take you for the shit that you got

That bullet in the barrel might be killing a son

Some **** are lost, some **** are found

Some **** in the dirt with no burial ground

It's a blessing if you made it past 21

Gun violence is just something you ain't safe from