After School

Dresier and debs, man we was just outside, it was just me and the guys
Angry from the trauma, I went to the shark tank to the deep end and dived
No after school programs, I got with the program cause I had to survive
No dinner on the plate, so I went and stepped up to the plate cause I had to
provide
I’m in a better state, woosah and I meditate, bitches killing my vibe
She said she it late, I sped to the interstat, did a hunnid and five
I been war ready, if we gotta spin blocks know I’m down for th ride
This shit could get deadly, If I catch an opp slippin' then you know imma slide
We came from nothing, we were just dead broke used to stay in the slums
Locked up or dead, too many don’t make it out, do you see where we from
They tried to play Kwam, so I had to spazz on em, yeah I had to go dumb
We not beatmakers, but just like the heat makers cause we play with them drums
They say they pressed who, man fuck what they tahmbout, when we see em they run
Ain’t handing out shit, when I went to bed hungry no one gave me a crumb
It turned me to a monster, I moved like a mobster look at what I’ve become
When you in it knee deep, you see how the cycle repeats, live and die by the gun
Lately I been in the zone, Do not disturb on the phone, was grinding for weeks
Rest in peace LA capone, I gotta let it be known, I’m playing for keeps
I get the money myself, run up a check is the mantra cause I gotta eat
She tryna' call me her own, but you know the anthem, I gave her back to the
streets
Flapping their gums on the book, but really be scary and shook don’t fall for
lies
I need a band to get booked, I’m flava flav with the clocks, I value my time
I don’t do less than a ten, I feel like John Stockton gotta stay with the dimes
They know I’m coming to spend (money), I get the block jumping just like Vince
in his prime
We came from nothing, we were just dead broke used to stay in the slums
Locked up or dead, too many don’t make it out, do you see where we from
They tried to play Kwam, so I had to spazz on em, yeah I had to go dumb
We not beatmakers, but just like the heat makers cause we play with them drums
They say they pressed who, man fuck what they tahmbout, when we see em they run
Ain’t handing out shit, when I went to bed hungry no one gave me a crumb
It turned me to a monster, I moved like a mobster look at what I’ve become
When you in it knee deep, you see how the cycle repeats, live and die by the gun