Trai Blessed - So Baltimore (So Brooklyn Challenge) Lyrics

They don't really want us to win Brother
Why you think they keep on killing us cuz of skin color
I been other than my self cuz of poverty
Living in the ghetto can bring you to lower vibrancies
I'm trynna make it out we live harder than trigonometry
Militant and vigilant is I something that we gotta be
Cuz I been through a lot
And the devil he ain't stopping me
I never make excuses
For nvffn cuz it's the policy
I made it this far
Thank Allah cuz he guided me
Cuz they don't wanna bring us freedom justice and equality
I gotta make a difference cuz my brothers steady watching me
And everyby dying left and right from animosity

I understand that pain you gotta do what you gotta do
Death around the corner from starving
Ya family doubtin' you
Price on ya head
You movin' round that's without a tool
I had to live and learn
Them bridges burned
Now You gotta move
But pride get in the way
When that block been providing food
And momma need them perks
Her heart been hurt
And drugs can stop the moods
Bills payed off for 6 months
But now you outta school
The summer bring that man up outta every boy that gotta prove
Everything to everybody
13 with double homies
14 with choppas already
Ya father got the shotty
Barrel sawed off
He ready for war like John Gotti
Dirty straws and pipes
He paranoid
And His nose snotty

Vindictive energy can a bring a nation's downfall
I'm trynna build the castle myself
Can't let my CROWN fall
In middle school we was known for showing ratchets off
But froze when seeing predators take a child with out camouflage

Ima get the whole hood to cashout
Selling Gold Trading ain't no hand outs
But you the type to go and give them plans out
I don't know a name
If I'm staying out
Sambo, I could never trust a uncle ruckus
Bando, hundred Lor soldiers how we coming
Unified up
Police come we ain't running
We passed down the drugs
Join the ranks now we stunting
Gotta get a mill for the fam that's my passion
Over coming obstacles they love to see me dragging
But hate to see me suffer
When I'm down they be laughing
I ain't even tripping
Farrakhan what I'm blasting

I be Onna mission
Ask about me ima Soldier
Naww I'm not Allah baby hold ya composer
Already cuffed and keep my momma on my shoulder
And if you disrespect her Ima kill you boy it's over

Gotta be the man
Whatchuu know about the struggle
Family hate ya soul but try claim that they love you
But I ain't selling coke cuz that done got broskie in trouble
I rather sell a block wholesaling new hustle

I'm so baltimore