Young Feast - EARLY MORNINGS FREESTYLE

Feel it, that's hell. It's hell when you can't be around your peers
All my life I've lived around black people, poor people
But I can't live around poor people now because they're rotten
It's feelings

Because they're starving
Black man under disguise. You say you real, but keep it fake. You ain't no homie, you're mines
Break it down, people real, snake ass, phony, switch sides
Quit the real, keep it true, then I elevate grind

How many niggas know your grandma broke her dead in the sky
Pay your people, love your family, loyalty over funds
Be number one, only go take mama out of the hood
Misunderstood, look how they downplay and tell me I'm good

Look how they downplay and tell me I'm good
Be number one
So many losses
So many wins

Pray to God for my sins
My family and friends
We gotta win
I don't wanna be another young, I don't wanna be

50 years old at a BET
We shall overcome achievement awards
You know what I'm saying
Uh-uh, not me

When they see me, they know that every day when I'm breathing
it's for us to go farther
Every time I speak, I want the truth to come out
You know what I'm saying

Every time I speak, I want to shift
They know what I'm gonna say, because it's polite
They know what I'm gonna say
And even if I get in trouble, you know what I'm saying

Ain't that what we're supposed to do
I'm not saying I'm gonna rule the world, or I'm gonna change the world
But I guarantee that I will spark
the brain that will change the world

And that's our job
It's to spark somebody else watching us
We might not be the ones
But let's not be selfish

And because we're not gonna change the world, let's not talk about
how we should change it
I don't know how to change it
I don't know how dirty it is out here

Somebody gonna clean it up

Written by:
MAURICE MOVING, YOUNG FEAST

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