Power Hour

I'm still a man Even if you took the gun come from me But know this they can never Take the sun from me Forgive you? Shit I'm the one that fucked up I'll never wish u bad I'm praying that your lucks up A black man can change And I'm living proof You won't catch me at the bar Unless they selling juice Or it's pull ups with J-Rock We getting fit The power hour got my whole hood On some shit You messing up my eye sight With the lime light I fast 48 hours to get my mind right My only enemy is the inner me I grab my phone And call Speedy for his energy He's a real guy he's a black God And I can tell when a coward tryna act hard I remember when the Jack Would get me hyped up Now I drink water and shorty get piped up The kids wanna hoop at night So put them lights up And Sundays around here They pick them bikes up And tell shorty You ain't gotta sell that white stuff After 6 months she won't send them kites up Now she bouncing From homeboy to homeboy And you in there looking salty On your own boy From Church Lane with love You know it's all good And TraCe-O's a big dawg from a small hood And Ron Rico's a legend on computers But he's a much better father than producer And I'm a much better poet than a shooter But my 16's blast like a ruger Lotta demons in my head And I gotta kill em' dead Tryna see Carter hoop I don't wanna see the feds Silly women in my pockets But I gotta get the bread And I know I'm in a rush But I gotta get the head Imma King But I gotta pick my crown up I will send them troops out And have em' round up This sober life really got me focused y'all I dropped my religion and got closer to god This sober life really got me focused y'all I dropped my religion and got closer to god This sober life really got me focused y'all