Young Reela & Arone - 25 (feat. King Hoodie) Lyrics

I can't believe I'm seeing 25, it's a benchmark for my skin color
Tryna see the legal ways to get my pockets fat, all that stress on me been wearing me thin brother
Death at 21, jail by 18
They project it almost if that be a great thing
I'm working till I black out like a Bigen
Spreading love even though we were all taught to hate things, yeah
But make it make sense
We make it work out when the environment is tense
That's ancestral ways for us to deal with the trauma
Passed onto us from our grand momma's mommas
Gotta learn to conquer, and not remained conquered
Could make an exclamation mark but focused on the commas
But really I don't see them giving wealth to us
Section 8 the closest they throwing help to us
Fast food and liquors but still tryna preach health to us
And not speaking up is something like stealth to us
I look around and I'm seeing that they got us silenced
And you soft if you telling them to stop the violence
And black on black crime in Layman's terms
Dropping drugs and guns and those who hate to learn
That's what it is too, look at what we been through
It cost to be the boss and I'm working like the rent's due
And when my Lord lands, I hope you understand
Why I move the way I move, cause it's God's plan
My energy depleted, I kinda feel defeated
But I pick my chin up because my bros need it
And I know my purpose is greater than selling bars
To give up my music to a desperate A&R
I'm seeing what my mindset could all do for me
I'm getting love and these people all new to me yeah
Thank God I'm seeing 25
I never knew that I could live this long and be alive
They couldn't hold your boy down even if they tried
I made it throughout all them times that I could've died
And to the brothers that was unlucky
I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me, yeah
And to the brothers that was unlucky
I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me, yeah

Pass me the Bacardi
Sitting in this party
Tryna get rid of this dark like Tom Hardy
With my venomous intent I make art like God body
In the middle of the Garden Of Eden know God got me
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no man and I will challenge the rest
No pot, no pan cooking hope with the left
Finesse the dope in the studio for I sell you what's next
My my, Oh my, my, my
These times I gotta realize what it mean to be alive
Being lit at 25, different shit for you and I
It's a trip and I been tripping, tripping off a different high
Different sorta kind of guy never slipping fore I slide
Never giving fore I try
Gotta give it all to I
Paint a picture of the sky
Get it printed fore I die
Make a mission of this moment
Hope you live it while you live
Thank God I'm seeing 25
I never thought that I could live this long and be alive
They couldn't hold your boy down even if they tried
I made it through all them times that I could've died
And to the brothers that was unlucky
I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me
To them brothers that was unlucky
I know you got a spot in Heave save one...