Neighborhood Trouble (feat. Lesthegenius & Jaxson Free) [Theory '19 Mix] Video (MV)

Made it this far, gotta thank Lord
Swear he give me more than I ask for
Pops made it through the bad storm
With a couple hundred in jeans as a teen with a passport
2019, on the scene, chasing dreams
And my niggas rolling up on the dashboard
As we ride through this crash course
I don't got time for the math or adding up pennies for landlords
You see the neighborhood? I'll buy that shit once the paper good
Renovate the rugs with the maple wood
But most niggas here don't stay for good
But they maybe should
Approving my credit to give me my leverage
Cause niggas will rent it but never go get it
Ain't stretching they dollars, they waste it go spent it
And swallow in their sorrows like it's a cold beverage
Maybe, we need a neighborhood watch
Way all these pigs ain't policing they plot
8 deep, slide like the navy, it's modernized slavery
Patrolling and making shit hot
I don't give a f*ck bout the chains that you got
How your roof slide with taint on the drop
Selling your pride just to claim one these thots
We laugh the whole time cause she slave to the block
Street subzero, lost all our neighborhood heroes to people in federal Bureau
You setup to fail, no freedom in jail
Farewell your face on the corner store mural
I talk my shit like I'm Desus and Mero
I spit the thesis and put it in arrows
And break it in pieces, so they can believe
When they see birds flocking, incompetent scarecrows

Premonitions
Keeping it real by the definition
You gotta cool it like new edition thinking you better off up in my position
I went from sharing a room with mama and brother and sharing our acquisitions
Talk about neighborhood trouble
We had a neighborhood struggle with no assistance
We got up out up of it lord willing
What a time to be living, oh what a feeling
Got a muhf*ckin' coupe and the top is peeling, so appealing
People look up at me when I'm in the building
I got it
Flow is narcotics
But I got more shit in the bag with the Sonics
You made a big mistake, thinking you could find somebody like me
Young kid coming out the east side
Homegrown never on a leash
Where love ain't nothing but a peace sign
You could never aim too high
But if you never shoot that's suicide

Suicide
Don't run it up
Troubles in the mind
I oughta dumb it up
Over analyze, time, I cain't get it back
Pain be all we see, insane we going back
Just to feel the ease
You know we be racing, riding riding be dazing
Siren siren, dash is holding the mason, pull out the fragrance
Move a new lane and they pass, tell my nigga roll a GRACIOUS
Off to the cash, never getting caught up, yo neighborhoods right on the station
Your neighborhood's right on the station