It's like I've been waitin' my whole life for this For this chance for y'all to hear me Some things I gotta get off my chest though Just so y'all know, uh yeah They say only the good die young and with that said They don't get no better than me, they comin' for my head I represented for y'all when I came through the market By becomin' who I am, I became a target And what hurts is all the bullshit comes from my own kind They say, "Jin's fake, he don't keep it real in his rhymes He make us look soft, that kid ain't commit no crimes" You goddamn right, want me to say it? Then fine I ain't a killer, I ain't a gangster and I ain't no thug I don't walk around with guns and I don't sell drugs I'm not a murderer, I ain't never said I was So what the fuck y'all hatin' on me for? Huh, listen to me See, I don't want to hold your grudge So, I cruisin' fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted If she knew the way these grown folks stack See, I won't let them cram my style, no And I won't let them hold me down, no You tell her that I'm okay You tell her that I'll make a way somehow "Aiyyo Jin, you Double R bust ya guns", I ain't about that shit Trouble just comes my way, I don't invite that shit I got a career here, I ain't lookin' for fights to pick Got more pain in my heart than I knew could exist Like that night they pulled them guns out and banged my man I was like, "Fuck rap", I almost had a change of plans He took a bullet for me, how I'm gonna repay that man? What if he would've died? What I'm supposed to say to his fam? The life I chose endangered all my family and friends Some shit I wish I could change but can't promise I can People'll kill to get to the position I'm at Only to die here and find out it ain't worth that, you still wanna rap? See, I don't want to hold your grudge So, I cruisin' fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted If she knew the way these grown folks stack See, I won't let them cram my style, no And I won't let them hold me down, no You tell her that I'm okay You tell her that I'll make a way somehow (That's how they gettin' down) Two turntables and a rapper that was, that was (That was how they did it then, this how they do it now) Twenty young men with they gats up Gotta travel like that or they'll try to attack us (That's how they gettin' down) The greats settled they beef with rap battles, let's go (That was how they did it then, this how they do it now) If they ain't better than you, now they shootin' at you Know it sounds tragic but hey, you know (That's how they gettin' down) So what I'm supposed to do, keep twenty bodyguards And a large entourage 'cause everybody's hard Sometimes I wonder what happened to love and respect All I see now is hatred and death (That was how they did it then, this how they do it now) See, I don't want to hold your grudge So, I cruisin' fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted If she knew the way these grown folks stack See, I won't let them cram my style, no And I won't let them hold me down, no You tell her that I'm okay You tell her that I'll make a way somehow You tell her that I'm okay You tell her that I'll make a way somehow Tell her that I'm okay Tell her that I'll make a way somehow Tell her that I'm okay I'll make a way somehow, somehow, somehow © NEO THE MATRIX PUBLISHING; A SHOT OF JIN; DEAD GAME PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com