Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Yeah Somebody's gotta speak for the peoples, comin' like man can't speak for themselves Look, man I speak for the yutes tryna' make ends meet so he's gotta throw weed on the scales Look man, I feel it as well living in hell Where its another burden a day, so I keep to myself Ask me to speak like man never really hear what you say Fuck the ends, I ain't gotta beef no one Fuck the ends, I ain't gotta please no one Leave me alone officer, I don't wanna be held or be searched, I ain't bothering no one I was raised in the council flat, earn minimum wage, so they cancel tax And they keep tellin' a man "relax", but I'm broke and black, I guess I'm destined to fail, could you handle that? But I wanna be part of the system, tempted to sin but it's hard 'cause I'm Christian No, I don't pray, but I claim to be, it's insane to me Can somebody please explain to me: Why I gotta sell drugs on the block? If I ain't road, why I gotta get robbed on the block? Word is a lot is a lot, man I asked you for help, but you don't really care around here They don't really care around here Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke, but they act like they up 'round here Still I got' pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God, 'cause I feel like I'm lost round here They don't really care around here Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke, but they act like they up 'round here Still I got' pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God 'cause I feel like I'm lost round here Still I gotta get paid when the day ends (yeah) Should a nigga shot yay the pavements (yeah) Got a pen and I'mma make me a statement (yeah) To the lord that we made an arrangement (yeah) If you put your head down you could do this (now) You could be a letdown if you're stupid (now) You could even get down with the shooters Or you could hit the net find some producers Rich you're a talented kid? Smile in my face, I'm imagining shit Like the ice cold chain wanna wrap in my whip Words on my page keep me balanced and shit Man, I used to run right with ravenous clique Fuck the olders, fuck what they told us When they see I think fucked I'm a stoner Why do you think I always look blunt when I roll up Gotta move nice with the pen in the mean time (yeah) Got stress from the weight on my shoulders Spittin' this straight off the chest Never decline, practicin' over and over And over and over and over and over again Bare man cracked stone cold with a pen See they wanna ask me: "Why I'm so anti?" They didn't hear me So I told them again, man, I told them again They don't really care around here Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke, but they act like they up 'round here Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God Because I feel like I'm lost round here They don't really care around here Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke, but they act like they up 'round here Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God 'cause I feel like I'm lost round here They don't give a fuck 'round here They don't give a fuck 'round here (They don't really care around here Real talk, don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke, but they act like they up 'round here Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God Because I feel like I'm lost round here They don't really care around here Real talk, don't give a fuck 'round here See round here, man are actors, you know man are broke But they act like they up 'round here Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday, 'cause I'm poor Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here Guess I'm speaking enough when I'm speaking to God 'cause I feel like I'm lost round here (round here, round here))