Binance

Twenty One Years (Choclair)

21 years of my lifetime (4x) 21 years Choclair's in the house (21 years in my lifetime) Ill B Uh (like that) You need to recognize 21 years of pure bullshit It makes me wanna bang my head on the walls And do some shit like all straight swarms in the malls Mentality, it's not where it should be When you see red and white lights break the night skies Reflection of a mad man in the tear Not another brother dies, another in handcuffs Mothers knees start to buckle up And fall when they see their child outlined in chalk Silence broken by shots or screams from knives cuttin through your flesh Cold steal interrupting blood streams The ponds are grim, but they froze if do it right or bring your luxury Man for real, it makes me wanna run the drug deal I'm sick of all this loose change, pennies, nickels, and dimes My pocket wants the bills, every day flat meals Fuck this lifetime, struggling needs, stretch a dollar like a pack of Ramseys It's all that you can see, that you can be something when you had nothing Frontin just to be down, but only gettin clowned by your peers That swat fights happened at Nathan's Square every year Understand I Never seen my dad since grade 9 Maybe years before or after I don't know But I know that time flies So I just rely on my family My mother and brothers, and my boys is the first before these others And try to be strong through the hard times And tough times, my heart dies every time my mom cries All my life I kept my eyes on the prize But every time I reached for the prize it demised I wonder what's going on, but I gots to move I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong I look up in the air to see blue skies but grey clouds They all the same, it always rain Leavin on my face tear stains I try to cover the worry and sad Sittin there reminiscing on my dad And shit we never had And g's for some lead I repeat to my boys cause I love you all truly But people nowadays be acting unruly So I live for now without forgettin the past Cause I never know what time's left in my life glass I surpassed through Oz Not coming home in bullet wounds or in some squad cars But what shit is this the repetoir We all went to war, 45 non-stressed Screwdriver's in the car Situation's deep, juvenile influenced by veterans up in the street Biz, now these street kids Addicted to the game, unmarked cars and plain clothes roaming the terrain (In front ofclub blood stains) A mark of an assassin Livin up and no wage But all the latest fashion Custom made links and shit This is my pysche Now could this be, out of poverty Is this where fate wanted me to be My thoughts out of control Leavin stress on my mind (oh) The point of no return All my Richmond niggas know the steelo I walk into the future on a narrow path But every step I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past Like the part I got stabbed Andguns to my brain, man this life is insane Sometimes I wish I was addicted to Novacane Cause leave the pain away, fade away, take my soul away See another day Dwellin upstairs with my grandma and grandpa Cross my heart, racin like I would be testin stamina And everywhere I look I'm seein white picket finces But reality I'll only see my boys gettin sentenced That's what I'm seein all around So fuck the picket fences All I see is elevators goin down But discouraged, nah I know where I wanna be Just smilin, strong like the island Cruisin on the ave in the black cad And with the sound press on the prodigy Minus DJs and the H-I-double L-T O-to the P Understand me Parents leave a child stranded So they grew up and to be bandits I can't manifest Richmond Crew All paranormal, to my peoples God bless 21 years of my lifetime