Pharaoh the Legend - One Life To Live (Freestyle)

Rip mama Grady
I'm seeing that only God can save me
Money can't

Bring T'challa back
We dying lately
So I'm tryna push this music
Ride in a fine Mercedes
Attract my equal
And make mama ask where grandma babies

12 with the hands up
Now his family mourning
Off duty, kiss the kids goodnight
And have a family morning
Don't ask us why we kill
We just adapt to what we're born in
Recited lyrics and copied dances
Won't get you sworn in

And yeah I got the hook up
Like question marks got em
Shook up
Traveled a long way
I know success come with a foot rub
And a black card
Cause all a nigga really want is the credit
Prophesizing yall decline cause my pen different
Like it's debit

This is just a step up
Stair mastering
The hardest climb
Real simple
A win is what I promised mine
A lot of niggaz been dead
Never had a heart or mind
Harder times either gives you
Vision or you robbed blind

Not by mistake
A lot of shit on my plate
But the goal was to eat
Just hope your hunger is great
If not, they preying on you
Ya family praying over you
A lot of bowed heads
And they ain't saying grace

Get yo mind right
Cause all we got is 1 life
Get yo mind right
Cause all we got is 1 life

What will they say about yo life
How many x's did you struggle
A lot of accidents, but yet and still
A nigga won't buckle
Cause guilt trips be temporary
When they really don't love you
So on the way hit the trees harder
Than George of the jungle

These just my throwaways
Quietly say Kobe
Though what I put on paper will never
Be garbage
And I can put that on me

I'm so out of touch
My fingerprint, won't work
The phone screen
Ain't too many to call
When I'm going through some
Tough things

Wanna Benz
A dime in the passenger
Like seat change
And live old enough for a nigga to see change
Here's your receipt from a nigga who speak change
My eyes on a million
Real vision don't see fame

Just a step up
Stair mastering
The hardest climb
Real simple, a win is what I promised mine
He just wanna breathe
Cops do what they feel they need
In the neck, mama please
Breonna's never got to speak her piece

Ending it on that note
Get YALL mind right, Black Folk

We need to be at the table
Good posture
Not going back broke

One life to live, and shit
You could be that close

One life to live
What you gone do for it all

Written by:
Anthopny Frazier

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