Shemon2x - East Oakland

Bring it back to 94
With my hand on the 44
I was born in 05
But I got an old soul
The Ogs say it's like thatI lived here before
can't treat me like a kid cause I'm more grown then adults
Living in East Oakland
Boy what you smokin?
Talk down on the gang
Get greeted with commotion
It's a hard knock life, tryna see the light
That's why I gotta spit heat every time
On the mic
And get mines on the street cause I wanna win
I pray to God everyday but Ik I still sin
Said Lord forgive me, I'm trying to come
Up with a plan
But when I sip gin, all I see is visions
We dance a lil different it's called the thizz
Break the generational gap, for the kids
And grandkids
Cause in this life you only got one chance
Before yo time, so get the bag before it ends
Hoe tried to play like I was a simp
Ian taking you to the candy shop Ian
50 cent
This Mac flow got you nauseous, and losing ya breath, cotton mouth from that herb that I inhale in my chest
I gotta stay with the 44 cuz it's dangerous
Can't trust hoes they don't got faithfulness
So I jus do my own thing
I stack my money up and roll some good weed
And the cops, tryna take a brotha guwap
Free my homie in da cell they got em there
Til he rot
How come they talk down on us so drastically
And tell us to forget about our tragedy
But 9'11 we still remember
Bring up blm they look at us like we the devil
Ima black man and ima turn into a black king
My future bright MLK cause I gotta dream
I avoid the drama I just wanna get paid
I'm just tryna stack my chips up just like some lays
And all these rappers wack like y'all sound the same
I'm tryna bring it back to the old days
Cause the bay
It just don't feel the same
But Shemon Shemon we goin up

Written by:
Arquise Eddings

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