Life is the simple things
Gotta finish the day
If you gon’ spray
You better learn how to finish ya plate
Pops made sure home was straight
But I kept running the bases
Saw a nigga I robbed
He remembered my face
Chalked it up as play
Niggas know it’s the game
Took his L with some pride
So we left him his chain
All that complaining to the refs
Gets you left as a case
They said revenge is sweetest
But I’m numb to the taste
Niggas kicked in my ribs
I still run with the aches
That day runs through my mind
I ain’t runnin’ again
This shit ain’t entertainment
I keep it pushing to ensure that my legacy’s straight
Leavin’ more than my name
Trynna write it in stone
Way before it’s a grave
Bring it back to my granny
‘Fore her memory fades
I know my baby love me
She tell me to keep a banger
Ion’t even know how to take it
But I do what she say
Ain’t even mean to squeeze it on him
I did it vain
Didn’t pray for forgiveness
My sins washed in the rain
I regret what was done
But don’t get it mistaken
I'm willing to do it again...
Written By Shawn Demetrius Price
Published by Golden Mile Studios - All Rights Reserved