In the name of the Father and the Son
This one of those like reoccurring prayers I be having yamean

Yeah
Aw man
Yeah

(Amen)

Yeah
Uh
I ain’t ever never have a pot to piss in
Pops was always getting chicken
Taught me how to glitch the system yeah
As a child, tentative I watch and listen
Stuck between ignorance and optimism
Damn
At times I took for granted access to his wisdom made a man out of me
Took my own risks despite the route that he had planned for me
And Still
I would doubt myself before that man doubt me
That's real
You know blood thicker than kool aid
I was like four with a clean fade
Shotgun of the GS Lex
All white with the cream suede
Pops was on some player shit
Moved back to the block and bought the bitch
In tune with the goons and politics
You ever seen a nigga re-rock a crib?
This shit just hit the spot ya dig
I just switched the plot ya dig
Run up ima cock the Sig
Wet your locs and mop your wig
Yeah
Chasing a high what got my uncle killed
My daddy raised my cousin just like Uncle Phill
Shit I got family down in Tampa and we thuggin still
Nassau to Hootaville
Glad that I could hug them still
Yeah

Yeah
Last thing my uncle told me boy just stay outta trouble
Put your heart in every single u gon make that shit double
When them bands started rushing in I tried to stay humble
But aw shit here come the devil with a smile and a shovel
Damn
I lost my innocence
I try to move militant
They want me to be like them
But I ain’t no synonym
It’s just me and the kin and them
Gotta keep the family close
My twin my siblings
Said ima get rich with them

You know what I’m saying like
The whole point of this life shit you gotta elevate
You know what I’m saying
My grandfather did it so my father could do it so I could do it
You know what I’m saying
And ima keep doing it so my kids and they kids could do it
Intergenerational wealth
Yamean?
Yeah
And we ain’t all perfect
But shit, God ain’t done with us yet
Let’s keep going
Yeah

(Amen)