Found It For Ya

[Chorus]
Roll a joint and i pass to myself
Smoke a lot it’s not good for health
Grampa smiling in a frame on my shelf
Mama praying that I find my own wealth
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
For ya

[Verse 1]
Get straight for my momma like pylon
I feel there’s no one I reply on
What am I on? On my momma genetics
That fuck with my children when I’m gone
Saigon my grampa was saved from, yeah
At eight I was right at his grave front, word
A stroke was what ended up taking him, uh
No person or thing could have waken him, damn
You were seventeen with a gun in your hand
No leatherby’s or the fun in the sand
Just weathered jeans when you won over grams
Ran away from the reservation
Found yourself and you ever patient
I wish that I could know your revelations
I wish that we could have a conversation

[Chorus]
But I’ll roll up this joint and i'll pass to myself
Smoke a whole lot it’s not good for health
Grampa is smiling a frame on my shelf
Mama stay praying I find my own wealth
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
For ya

[Verse 2]
Who could even say
If I would have seen me some better days
If I didn’t let you talk to me
Or let you walk with me
Or make me feel way
I guess you’d have dated him regardless
I just delayed it and that’s the hardest
You burnt all my shit on the internet
I know that you smart but that’s retarded
You were out drinking and smoking before I had taken to token
You we’re a liar and left a boy broken
Made your decisions before we had spoken
I was asleep but now Brahman’s awoken
And I wish you some luck
I see that you done, I know that it suck
I guess that we grew up at different speeds
And we never got to hang out with some tree

[Chorus]
But I’ll roll up this joint and i'll pass to myself
Smoke a whole lot it’s not good for health
Grampa is smiling a frame on my shelf
Mama stay praying I find my own wealth
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
And I found it for ya
For ya

[Verse 3]
Everyone’s trying to write they illmatic
What nobody knows is you can’t
This life is a slant, an uphill battle
So grab all you plants, and herd up your cattle
Hold on to your saddle and pray for your life
You’re ya worst enemy fearing what might
Smoking that kill and stay drinking at night
Instead of just writing I’m getting in fights
And my head is on round three
Writing and pray it all sound clean
Crying cuz people never loved me
Figuring we was all just teens
Now I know we was all just mean
Oblivious living our own lives
Hating cuz consequence was a dream
Sniffling kids who was hurt by
The words of our principals, teachers, our parents and peers
We miserable creatures no caring for tears
Im empty and swearing at people I’m near

[Outro]
And I found it for ya, and I found it for ya
And I found it for ya, and I found it for ya
For ya