Craig Vill - Day by Day

I tried to teach the kids black excellence
Y'all killed em all
And now y'all wonder why I'm such a pessimist
I only tell the truth predict the future and I ain't wrong
Since Brenda had that baby I been singing the same song
I call a hit home alone on my McCauley Caulkin shit
I cock the pistol back and set it of off until they all gone
But that's on self defense cause I could never instigate the matter
Talk about me all you want I love and hate the chatter
And you can twist ya fingers wit ya niggas beefin but the shit is scary
Bang them different blocks but end up in the same cemetery
And you ain't gotta worry pops I'm staying safe patiently waiting
I can't end up like the block
Placed In a grave slot adjacent to them same opps
That you been beefin wit through sunshine and them raindrops
Stop playing saying that you can get right with us
My uncle locked up forever I'll bail em out so he can catch another life sentence
Remember what I told you when you shot that Brooklyn dude
You hit his shit forensics came and saw 40 holes in the wooden roof
I know they remember everything that you put em through
And when they spin around to gun you down
I tried to tell you that you wasn't bullet proof
I know killers down bad scrap for the cheddar
Picked the bullets out his body got the shells and put em back together
Walking to the corner store in Jordan 4s
I gave my young nigga a bean
The fuck he still trapping a quarter for
Ducking the neighborhood
I'm making sure my paper good
If I'm the reason he dead I promise it's for the greater good
With great power comes great responsibility
He wasn't responsible if that nigga tryna kill me
I got my young nigga some now and laters
Told em to paper bag it
Came home from school
He 72 inches under both my vapor maxes
I think you like your life
That shit is safe to say
But don't forget a nigga got the jurisdiction to take it away

Written by:
Craig Johnson-Jackson

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