Run It Back (feat. Lu Jerz) Video (MV)

He was just a broken kid, barely had the hope to live
No food, mama out tricking, he got the open crib
Old shoes, house cold, lift his shirt, he showing ribs
No school, he wasn't cool, plus scared of the older kids
Bullied cause he ain't had nothin', make him wanna go grab something
Youngin' got too much drive, but still gon' hit that crash button
But he's still faced with reality
Making it out and it start to seem like a fallacy
Being stressed and depressed, that's normality
Born into it tragically, wishing it can go away magically
But his story way too real to be plagiarized
Pops played the block, got knocked with a 9 with 85
Yeah, he's still faced with lies
Dying inside, trying to stay alive
Seen so much shit in a stranger's eyes
And now his thoughts became more than suicidal
Lost his faith, dawg, he had to use the Bible
I wish I could run it back
One small decision leads to death or prison
Wishing I could run it back
Needed guidance and provision, wish I was willing to listen
Wish I could run it back
Was it even worth it? Clarity's what I'm yearning
Wish I could run it back
Wishing I could run it back
Over time he started doing crime, he got fixated
Whole block throwing up signs, he got initiated
Heart cold as ever with no plan for him to insulate it
Mind of a savage, now he gotta go and demonstrate it
Started making a little bag, but he wanted more bread
On go for the set, that red flag across his forehead
Appearance of a man, but inside
You know this kid lonely, same ones who bullied him now
Became his big homies, every mission that he went on
They said he slid lonely, can count on one hand
How much them niggas really did for him
Poppin' percs to put in work, mixed with the xannies
Ready to burn out, cause right here, this his family
Something he ain't never had, attitude forever mad
Probably cause he barely even met his dad
Wasn't there to steer, so in reality, he let him crash
Say something to him now, you stand on it, he won't let it pass
Shit really different now, youngin' don't listen now
And he trigger happy, he ain't gon' put that pistol down
Make you feel uneasier to everyone that sit around
Yea he became the most feared, and that was just in his town
Molded by the gang without the pottery
Ready to put in pain without the bribery
Him vs. self, always the rivalry
Until it's him vs. state for armed robbery
I wish I could run it back
One small decision leads to death or prison
Wishing I could run it back
Needed guidance and provision, wish I was willing to listen
Wish I could run it back
Was it even worth it? Clarity's what I'm yearning
Wish I could run it back
Wishing I could run it back