John-Patrick - Son (feat. Intell Suave) Lyrics

Stand for something or fall for anything
Listen to these words
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets
We gotta turn the hatred into loving
Then we can make something outta nothing
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins
We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting
Then we can make something outta nothing
Aye
See its been times ive had a negative balance
And other times Ive had a negative balance
If you can get the difference
Like Future said, none of this money matters
Young Eddie Winslow my family matters
Hey could you take this picture
Dealing with problems of partially raising my baby sister
Leaving the house my lil brother like take me with ya
He picking up on things that I aint even tryna teach him
These kids need a leader music is the way ill reach em
Said it and I meant it i thought i could prevent it
Some of us became men the others became a menace
When will the pain end im praying its in september
Cause thats the date on the registration thats in the window
My own momma dont believe in me
My ex wasnt the queen for me I dont blame her for leaving me
And Ill never give up easily
In Houston like Im Beasley
Aint nobody defeating me
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets
We gotta turn the hatred into loving
Then we can make something outta nothing
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins
We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting
Then we can make something outta nothing
Aye
Last of a dying breed
They want me under the ground but imma fly indeed
They'll never break us apart nor will I try n leave
Love my society
Inspire all of my brothers and they inspire me
I do this here for the mothers who had to cry and grieve
With so much pressure it's harder for you to try and breath
My love for yall will go as deep as entire seas
My heart on the beat it's either that or a iron sleeve
I told my homies on the block i got a vision
Remember where I'm from but now i move a lil different
I'm writing these bars for brothers behind bars in prison
Systematic oppression im just tryna beat the system
I'd hate to be a victim of murder because I'm hustling
Or struggle beating cases Like 808's and percussion
Praying for the day that im the topic of discussion
You'll hear my name buzzing
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets
We gotta turn the hatred into loving
Then we can make something outta nothing
We can make something outta nothing
We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins
We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting
Then we can make something outta nothing
Aye
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We can make something outta nothing