Javhari Bourdeau Flow II

Lyrics

[Part 1] Back to the music, that's the game plan Look inside my thoughts, yeah you see a changed man From rags to riches Sorta like a bad commitment They said I had too much drive, I need a Countach I took a lot of losses, but I'm winning like a montage Rap it on this beat that my idol gave me to persevere Shoutout Black Milk Tryna switch the whole access when my verse is a pit Surprise niggas, you clowns done fucked up now Chopping heads off and throwing all the corpses in ditches Gave 'em the vision, took me for granted They let me, I'm drifting away from what I used to be I feel like I'm already dead inside The kid I used to be is long gone from here I can't let 'em down with my own career [Phone Call] [Part 2] (One, two, three, huh) They out here killing blacks, they out here killing blacks [?] ain't there on the fucking [?] Pistol to his head, he never had a chance Still nothing there than a pool of blood What is that mean for America Young black man getting killed again Old hood burning to the ground though I wonder if we ever make it out of this Niggas hating on me, niggas hating on me Wonder if they really know anything Faith is a consequence of fear though I don't have the fear but a hand though Told myself we going out with a bang Told myself I'm going out with a bang Dream so real, so fucking real [?]