Wishing For A Hero (feat. BJ the Chicago Kid)

Well respected in this hip-hop, lil' Polo be spittin' facts

A lot of rappers doin' way more stuntin' than givin' back

You ain't my color, then you don't know the struggle of livin' Black

Cops kill us and we protest, what type of shit is that?

Man, if the police shoot at one of my brothers, I'm blickin' back

We hate each other, so we just wanna score and go tit-for-tat

All these shorties want is points, they ain't chasin' a different stat

Really riskin' it all, what's the point when that **** rat?

We seventeen, got forty years in that court when we gettin' cracked

Stuck in the system, they just watchin' us fail while they sittin' back

The government cuttin' checks, but can't cut a **** some slack

It's hard to get a job, so we hustle and flip a pack

It's all a set-up, no wonder why they call this bitch a trap

Life was messed up, a matter of time till that **** snap

Post-traumatic stress, so them triggers keep gettin' tapped

R.I.P. Malcolm, I promise to conquer and fill them gaps

Them corners leave a **** boxed in, tryna break free

Crazy how I love the same block that tried to break me

Pray that I ain't in my own hood when they take me

This all we know, a life of peace what we can't see

I'm from where we unheard and we can't speak

We go to school, they try to tell us what we can't be

Profit with a billion-dollar mind like I'm JAY-Z

They killed Martin for dreamin' and now, I can't sleep

Why would the devil take my brother if he close to me?

Now if you stare into my soul, you'll see my bros in me

We missin' you, man, this ain't how this shit supposed to be

Feel like I'm stuck, I wish them streets never proposed to me

Out there posted in the field with them soldiers deep

So now the other side wanna put a hole in me

Like every day might be the end of the road for me

We die young, so I couldn't picture a older me

Fightin' demons, let them drugs take control of me

All in my head, go and kill what they told to me

'Member we ain't have a thing, same clothes for weeks

Hardbody, that's how them situations molded me

Needed money and grew accustomed to this fast life

Pressure from this way of livin', so we blast pipes

Shit got me stressin' three hundred and sixty-five nights

Them people workin' against us like we don't have rights

It don't matter what this money and this fame can give

I've been hurtin', tryna smile through the pain and tears

Wish we could go back to them days when we played as kids

A lot of shit changed, that's just the way it is

That's just (That's just the way it is)

Some things'll never (Some things'll never change)

Oh, oh, that's just the way it is (Way it is)

The way it is (Ooh)

That's just (That's just the way it is)

Some things'll never (Some things'll never change, no-no-no-no-no)

That's just the way it is (Way it is)

The way it is (Yeah)

Never, never (Ayy)

Some things will never change (Some things'll never change)

Never, never (No, that's just the way it is)

Some things'll never change

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Mmm-mmm-mmm

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Mmm-mmm-mmm

You finally made it, big brother

You're the G.O.A.T.