Lyrics The Story of KB - Promonant

All my brothers live in poverty still.
If he ain't out there in the slammer he was probably killed.
My homies selling dope know it's driving us ill.
But they don't give a fuck about it if it's not for the thrill.
Nobody sells crack but the federals.
The most a nigga get jammed up for is heroin.
If not that its weed pills and dope.
Y'all think I'm playing.
My nigga hanging dead on the ropes!
Whoa.
Y'all out here still popping them xannies huh?
Me and my niggas ain't taking chances nah.
Miss my fucking pops that was some pressure for me.
Ask me bout a girl opinion I could never believe.
The nerve of nina ross who gave her permission to speak.
We'd still be naked if Adam never listened to Eve.
I'm waiting for the day a bitch point a weapon at me.
That'll be the day a bitch have to beg me to breathe.
Grab her by the throat, choke her till she's left on her knees.
Then I go to court hoping that her weapon was leased.
Still thinking bout the days he used run in these streets.
All the lessons he was taught was serving blessings for me.
Being a real nigga not a question is he.
Came from dirty brown clothes to Versace in jeans.
But lemme cool off lemme speak my peace.
Cause I ain't tryna kill nobody when I die in my sleep.
Lord forgive me for the words be defiant I speak.
I can't control the way I hide em if you lying to me.
And that's for everybody, ion trust nare a soul.
Fuck everybody fake friend or a hoe.
I'm moving very wisely, may success be my goal.
I'm leaving all my problems back to where I left em before.
I guess it's safe to say the least that I done been here before.
Granddaddy right behind him on the stretcher I know.
Didn't expect his deaf to creep up on me like that.
It makes me think of all the times we used to stay there and laugh.
I'm the only man standing with the blessings I've had.
Nobody had it growing up so they expect me to crash.
Being that I am me and I've experienced more than pain.
I could never let you fuck niggas push me out of my lane.
It's a shame.
How my father buried inside the grave.
I never speak about it but the shit be clouding my brain.
Wish I had the strength to beat the shit out shorty with
Rage but my father said forgiveness something you learn with age.
I hear him calling my family think imma lunatic.
But I've been hearing spirits since 2010 i ain't new to this.
My aunt steady talking to all of us y'all ain't feeling it.
I'm tryna tell my people I'm gonna make it im serious.
Know the mind speaks more than what you define me.
Damaging by the lights and galore, you blind and weak.
Take a look at how we run society.
Climate gets darker everytime we lose entitlement.
Lemme paint a picture when you see it please admire it.
The war is never over you black you better acknowlege it.
It's Trump season people keep believing all his ignorance.
When Trump towers been making billions way before 96.
And that's the man you voted in for president.
A rich white man with money oh what a rhetoric.
A smart black man with riches oh that's irrelevant.
But tell me when will Hillary Clinton make up some better shit.
My family dying out in their neighborhood, that they mama's rented.
We get our drug money from all them
Other hoods, where they make a living.
I want all of my brothers winning.
Get out this cycle and take care of our children.
All my city wants is to lay around catching feelings.
While Atlanta get it popping we wasting time with the killing.
Never know if your best homie will leave you missing.
Better watch your back cause it's niggas over you snitching.
No I'm not a product of street knowledge I get it.
I was raised by a black man knowing I was the realest.