Angelic Wars (feat. Cool Breeze & Backbone)

No ego trippin', just growin' old, all up when I'm feelin' cold

'Cause pain up on my soul seems to be all I feel

Watchin' my family fall apart was all I never wanted to see

'Cause of my love for one another, I kill for my only brother

Even though he might be wrong at times

I'm gon' do what I gotta do to come through every scary moment

Just brought us closer, which kept us down

Remember them days when southwest Atlanta wasn't even round

So out the reds to wet it and say they actin', brains relaxin'

And steady stackin' and pistol packin' and trackin' is tired

I set it off

I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' lil' peewees

Tell Mike, "Damn, I'm 'bout to mess up my reup money"

See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no more

Now I hit the store when the lace gets old

I wear Calhoun jeans, 'cause I don't like Calvin

I relate to my folks to make you think this 'bout my third album

This supposed to be the times when the moon and the sky

Turn purple, so watch this full circle

Black wire touch red, red wire touch black

Me and Big Slate got this drop with some gator backs

And I'm thinkin' 'bout how much I make

He get the rims, I get the system, and we leave 'em the tapes

You know what I'm sayin'?

Who gives a damn about catchin' a charge?

It's been a while since I seen my boys

One time for my partners who got out today

Back on the grind, did that time, got that out the way

Okay, that's right, I just got to say

Two time for the crook who just got away

It done got so quiet now, I can hear a rat piss

On cotton, one apple spoilt, the whole barrel rotten

What it mean when you see the sun and the moon

Shinin' at the same time

This God's way, you dug your own grave

The righteous path was laid

But you chose to go astray

Ay, out the war shit

Wakin' up in a cold sweat

Through the same old skit

Genocide from the inside look a pit

You lie, never killed nobody

Let's take it to the old school, just know you can't

Hands shakin' like a dog shittin' fish hooks, don't stare

Can't help the crooked look, it came with the face

I used to steal from my folks, but now I'm straight

Went through the neighborhood rat's pocketbook, ooh

You missin' something of value? We have you, got you

Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets nothing

Nobody knows the trouble I done seen

My homeboy, MD, right me  from the clink

24/7, Hell or Heaven, it ain't no tellin'

Will it be more sunshine for the two-time felon?

They gave him ten, do three, serve a year of probation

Lord, lead us not unto no temptation

Y'all know how it be, you make a monkey move

Lay yourself on the street, you'll understand me

They don't care nothing 'bout you in that cold cell

Can't do nothing but take what them folk give

I'm dead serious, them folk givin' away time

Just to show us the good Lord keep lettin' the sun shine

One time for them **** who got out today

And my folks on stokes

Raw, just westward, Olympian Way

Uh-huh, and I just got to say

Two time for the crook who just got away