Life Is What U Make It
[Intro]
It's the real hip-hop, hip-hop
Rest in peace P, Youngin Is
[Verse 1]
Life’s feeling like a lost cause at times
Quarantine put a halt on the corporate grind
Lucky me I was already staying out of the way
Covid made my last year of probation a piece of cake, sweet
You know who is back
The Don Dada, similar to Super Cat
Who is that, it’s he who shall not be named
Rap’s most critically acclaimed
Walk with me down memory lane
Before grams lost her legs, before she used a cane
We was walking late at night just to find a place to sleep
Or stealing out thе store just to eat
Or sitting on the playground to angry to sleep
You plannеd for the future, I was trying to make it thru the week
Still fucked up in the head right now
I’m alive and I don’t know how, for real
[Hook 2x]
Life is what you make it but what if you don’t make it at all
Were you dead on arrival
Niggas in the hood only know one thing and that’s survival
Trying to walk that straight path and not spiral
[Verse 2]
Fuck what you chatting bout, life got me feeling like tapping out
Being a rapper now is like pulling a casket out
Bad enough I battle depression cause it’s a part of me
Now it’s suicidal thoughts while avoiding a robbery
Damn, why you wanna take my life
Because I made it to the top after struggle and strife
Got your P.H.D. don’t hate me or make me go crazy
Keep your focus on the ladies
'cause where I’m at mentally, I don’t need to be challenged
I’m only this talented 'cause my brains off balance
And I’m more Pusha T see I pray for No Malice
While I’m Grindin’ ‘til I’m shining like Aurora Borealis
That’s the tippy top of the world beyond the sky
Every other day a different momma cries
Asking why my baby die like that
He was out of the trap, only trying to rap, damn
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 3]
My niggas are grown they got kids and jobs
And baby mothers hell bent on making living hard
Listen god keep all of your ambitions above the clouds
Until you touching more green than the Oakland A’s dugout
Don’t make me bug out like the Tribe
I don’t know what the future holds I’m just trying to stay alive
'cause my sis died a month before she turned 39
I'm still tired of life wondering why the fuck I’m alive
Got a target on my back ‘cause I’m black, that’s a fact
So I think before I react and start an attack
That’ll put me back in police custody
Nigga fuck that I’d rather be spreading peace living comfortably
If you ain’t pussy don’t come for me, you’ll get fucked
By the tip sitting in this rubber grip
They won’t give it we gon’ take it
Opportunity knocks king don’t ever waste it
Listen when I say this
[Hook 2x]
[End]