J RieLa - 4/2 Freestyle Lyrics

We are not
No where near the same
I was raised
When a fist was raised
It was for a fade
Not just for a black parade
They calls us black
Them name the plague
I don't know if you can relate
What that does to brain
At a younger age
Psychological and diabolical
When the bottle was raised
How they followed you
Wasn't Instagram but they instantly
Remodeled you as the enemy
Over envy and hate
Took a deep breath in
And almost blew away
You don't what hold IN
To let out the SANE
Control the wave
Just hit the surface
Was that a surfer
Well um
I don't know I think so

See I might just go on a hiatus
But can I leave Earth for vacations
Just give me space then star gaze it
Drunk moonshine and got shady
Cause you want to play me
But then want to blame me
For the gun on my lap
So, your heart is racing
Like you're running a lap
When that gun go off
Who gon' run the track
I got the best verse
I put in the work
It's like
Worth a certain percentage
When they close up the hearse
I get paid before the motherfucker goes in the dirt
Food for thoughts
When your brain turns into food for worms
OH MY GOD

Do not cross the line
By design I'm obliged
To check a nigga
And if things don't check out
Then this nigga might have to die
I don't want to unload
But what you think it's loaded for
The deceitful souls
That sold on a life that can do more than just
Lighten the load
Through the life of a lime and the light
Dimming my lime just to bitter my sprite
Niggas ain't kept they promise from before
So, when you see bloods
Don't ask what these B's for
And then you turn blue
But I know some crips
That never went pale
They kept em a stick
Like manual shifts
If no kill on this ride that's a miracle whip
Cause niggas drive by
But not to drive by
You see that door slide
We Ricky your friend
Everyone dies in the end
Now niggas want to start to live
Oh, naw naw naw see
You don't want none of this knowledge
You just want some dollars & power
Like problems ain't part of the process
That follows a policy
Thats probably your problem
The structure forgotten
How could you be solid
Tried to skip crawling
Couldn't walk in my shoes
Start falling like autumn
Ought to rethink all this shit that you started
Before you get murdered
Your momma get murdered
Looking for your father
To greet him with hollows
But holla at your momma
For all of your problems
But she couldn't solve em
So, she saw revolvers
Nothing she could offer
Conclude it with coffins
I'm driving the hearse
I'm smoking I'm coughing
I'm