Enchanted

Yeah, this is where the- Yeah, this is where the fathers ain't livin', 'least not with us Might see 'em 'round the city and won't even say, "What's up?" Where niggas play tough, won't even smile in mirrors And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error Just a small town nigga, big city hustle Glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell These were our heroes, strictly for them zeros For that Robert De Niro, niggas reload on them kilos Uh, dodgin' them people, mad at myself 'Cause I done seen some things that I'd rather not tell Shorty smoke crack and her boyfriend too And sometimes he touch her daughter, how them boyfriends do Pull up to the club where my boys went too See that yellow tape and the boys in blue A nigga on a stretcher, and though I never met you I'm thinkin', "God bless you, the city tryna get you" Man, don't let the city get you Fuck the horoscopes, know the ropes like a wrestler If them bullets wet you, bet your mama need a tissue Your face on the front of our shirts, screaming, "We miss you" Come with me Run, quick, see What do we have here now? Do you wanna ride or die? Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da Come with me (da-da, da-da, da-da) Run, quick, see (da-da, da-da, da-da) What do we have here now? Do you wanna ride or die? Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da (yeah) Now see, God, I know you only do what's best for me But is it cool if we negotiate my destiny? They always tellin' me it's temporary Then why it's feelin' like a cemetery? My dreams ain't got no obituaries My city hurtin' and none of us well-equipped here You heard me say I was ballin', I probably meant tears I'm tryna get clear I'm tryna quit fear, who wrote the scripts here? These kids live they whole life's just killing time Running the race with no finish line They tryna noose us with their rope, but I'm finna climb I think my foolish pride might become my suicide But I ain't tryna go, no, baby And through these lines and quotes, you gotta find some hope 'cause I ain't dying My words gon' last forever, you can hold the treasure Look inside, see a diamond in my mind I'm tired of seeing dope fiends wiping they nose clean Is my neighborhood just a smokescreen? I think I'm in the dungeon, fam, I see low green Sons raised by both queens, but it's no kings Come with me Run, quick, see What do we have here now? Do you wanna ride or die? Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da Come with me (da-da, da-da, da-da) Run, quick, see (da-da, da-da, da-da) What do we have here now? Do you wanna ride or die? Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da It seem like niggas either feel you or they tryna kill you I face the sky and hope that God ain't acting unfamiliar You play whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar They tell me that it's God's will, I'm asking, "God, will You Heal a nigga from all this pain?" Mama smokin' cocaine As it rains out, am I to blame? Try to stay sane So I came outside where they rock with them things out To clear my mind, the same time they blew that boy brains out But will it change? It's like niggas is free, but our minds still in the chains Brothers killing each other, the blood spill, it's a shame Will it ever slow up? A lot of niggas getting older, but they never grow up And do they sons like they fathers did and never show up No need to cry about it, just another episode of Life, watch the whole season, nigga, no reruns The devil out here buying souls, nigga, no refunds, huh Man, don't let the city get you Fuck the horoscopes, know the ropes like a wrestler If them bullets wet you, bet your mama need a tissue Your face on the front of our shirts, screaming, "We miss you" Another day, another song A mother prays, another gone But still, we play like ain't nothing wrong Like ain't nothing wrong 'cause ain't nothing wrong I'm not as fast, I'm not as tall But before I pass, I gotta ball I gotta ball, I gotta ball Nigga, I gotta ball