The Black L.A.B - Wish I Could Tell Ya

Man, I wish I could tell ya
Been in maybe almost every state
Smoking heavy on the interstate
Eighty-eight, we start to levitate
Man, I wish I could tell ya
Bought a half an ounce of prime shake
Press it down, take the flyway
Take a second round so I can fly straight
Man, I wish I could tell ya
What a quarter of my life worth
Every day I'm making light work
So no, nigga I ain't side skirtin'
Man, I wish I could tell ya
In 50 other languages how much I don't care
So much of my lifetime I done sidelined for the sake of people over there
Man, I wish I could tell ya
I grew up where methanphetamine King
All my classmates suffered the sting
Locked-up, dead and buried, I believe
Man, I wish I could tell ya
Cookin' up grammy-types without a team
Whippin' it up, Yeah a lotta cream
I'ma eat it up if you know what I mean
I wish I could tell ya
I bought a ticket to LA for only the quakes
I moved to another state only cause
Every time I'm in my own I get treated with hate
And I'm on my own B
So what we accumulate here is a matter of similar taste
And I don't want nothing in common with y'all
If you'd wanna go joggin' wit snitches or snakes
My God
I have to go atone right now
I could tell ya but I don't think you could hold my ground
I could tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
My God
I think I'd rather leave it lost than found
All these traumatic events got me exhausted now, Father
Lemme tell you what you'd know by now
If you'd been through half of it or even strolled my route
Man, I wish I could tell ya
What it's like, stuck in fight or flight
Kill your problems or your might die
We ain't never had no hindsight
Man, I wish I could tell ya
How many God has taken from us now
Everyone gone to find a better place
And I wish I had ticket so I could bounce
Man, I wish I could tell ya
How much hatred I escaped from
Auntie hit me like a bass drum
Turned around and told me not to say nun'
Yeah, I could tell ya
But I'd rather not get into business if it ain't yours
I spent like most of my time keeping everybody out of mine
Don't got no more
I thought I said what I can't afford
This shit embedded in my vocal cords
But I'll regret on my own accord
Already a vet and I'll go to war
Read a book on it plenty by Sun Tzu
Back in high-school with the sunroof
On my momma car playin' thug tunes
On my momma y'all don't wanna assume
If you assume you get hit quick
Never touch a nigga' bitch
Never trust a bitch nigga
What it is, you ain't never wanna press a pacifist
If you move funny you could slip a disc
I ain't talkin' CD's man I'm talkin' shit
I don't want no fakes
Real ID's on my homies hangin' at the crib
Some of y'all circles wide as BBW booty
And mine is kinda like thin
I'll fight about anybody who's around me
As long as they wanna fight like grown men
I don't want no smoke if its comin' out
The open end of a loaded glock
But if you really walk ya talk, talkin' bout
Killin' niggas then you fuckin' lost
My God
I'ma have to go atone right now
I could tell ya but I don't think you could hold my ground
I could tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
My God
I think I'd rather leave it lost than found
All these traumatic events got me exhausted now
Lemme tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
My God
I wish I could tell ya bout every time I hit the ground
I wish I could tell you my loss
Even when it's a partial reason I wasn't found
All I can tell you is what I know
And what I know is what it's always about
I'm reapin' all the ambition I sow
I keep it afloat, other niggas drown
My name is Levi like Strauss
If you wanna, you can call me Mr. Brown
Either direction you go with it, lemme know
I'ma be cool or I'ma get down
And if I get down
You don't wanna see me in survival mode cause a nigga pounce
when a nigga pounce
You gon' have to put me out, it'll take a couple hundred rounds
I got the Willpower of a Lion
How I feel inside when I smoke a pound
Got a bunch of niggas crying in the booth
When I jump other niggas still bound
This what real pioneers do
I can smell blood in the water now
You livin' your life like it's on loop
Man I pray to Yah y'all gon' make it out
My God
I'ma have to go atone right now
I could tell you but I don't think you could hold my ground
I'ma tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or even strolled my route
My God
I think I'd rather leave it lost than found
All these traumatic events got me exhausted now
Lemme tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
God
Lord
Lord
Oh God
Lord
Oh God
Lord
Ooooh

Written by:
Levi Brown

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