"Who can I trust in this world that we live in
I look at the news and it got me fed up in this world that we live in
Politician's running scandals trying to get you in the dirtiest system
Can't afford a lawyer got to take a deal when you ain't deserve that conviction
I feel like Trump ain't deserve that position
80 thousand nikkas on an island and I'm talking yearly
I don't think they hear me
Break it down I hope they get the theory
But basic clowns trying to interfere me
Its a different ball game when the law came around shyt hit severely
Travelling for some small change
Made some small change now see the picture clearly"
Politically woke Don
Don
Is it the love or the buzz that keep nikkas around?
Take a dose of the drug just to simmer me down
Put the whole nikkas up, slowly bringing you down
And you supposed to be my nikka 'til infinity, how?
Some nikkas never sold drugs (nah)
Without the scam its like certain nikkas won't budge
They just get they hopes up
But I still show love, I never stunted on nikkas
And I still play the buildings, get blunted with nikkas
But how my back like they ain't feed you
Why you hung with them nikkas?
But jump right on my dikk when I run into nikkas
I know exactly how to humble you nikkas, yeah
Yeah, I got a trick for any one of you nikkas, I swear
Pocket watchers looking at the bottle poppers
Run behind the diamond shoppers
nikkas dying, sick Italian, box of rocks on my way to gym class, ten bags inside the locker
Try to join a school team, never made inside the roster
I went to court for my shooters
Not on the court putting shots up
I played defense on the block
Couldn't defend as a blocker, I was lost
Without a direction to go
Could've been breathless, through God's grace I perfected a flow
I started off less than a O, how I'm supposed to survive?
Momma said the rent due, how I'm supposed to provide?
Motions reply, tears fall from both of my eyes
This when they put that pressure on you, gotta go and reply
Can't lower my pride
I filled those applications way before a call back
They just had me waiting, thoughts marinated like
Will I ever get out this hell hole? Who the hell knows
Nightmares hearing my coffin drop on my cell clothes
We was outside since Ludacris was throwing elbows
Shell toes, PS2 and Grand Theft codes
New class think they street because they wearing du-rags
Too bad they couldn't clip my wings before I flew past (how ya day start?)
I woke up to 100 missed calls and another withdrawal
What should I quit for, I pour up and sip more
Then I drift off, Granny still in church praying on that Pick 4
It could be worse, I could still be on that sixth floor
Put in work, then the outcome you get what you wish for, this what I'm taking risks for...
Introspective Don
It’s one of them why the beat had to end joints
Nikkas is not seeing this man on the mic