People Like Us/Questions

[Verse]

This for my uninsured visionaries
I know that freedom starting to feel scary
My past worries getting buried in success flurries
My 10th year we been a threat shit getting scary
At dinner time we ate dreams cause pockets varied
Overly dedicated channeled my bohemian
Religion overrated we slaves tryna be free again
Something to think about
My mama teaching be the reason i don't leave the house
So much deceit you speak
Don't tell me something that's gon make me preach
I got jewels but never rock em less it's on my teeth
You call it street that's normal i never lived cordial portal of gods// lead niggas to water but never aim to spoil
My past life as a child with no act right
Lead a nigga to be a god now he feel like he passed christ
Pass nice, my conglomerate can raise the gas price
Fast nights, told shorty she could blow the bagpipe
The feds watch, hide my drugs in Henny L.O. dropbox
Fuck the cops stay yo ass off my block
You'll never blow on my watch
Stored the chopper in the stove with the wok
Killing these bots i'm king nigga
Higher than it seems nigga

[Chorus]

Just keep yo head above the bullshit and fly nigga
People like us was made for the sky nigga
Keep it real with yourself and don't you lie nigga
The world hate you but you my nigga, my nigga

[Verse]

How many rhymes I gotta kick for you to love this shit
How many times I gotta curse get on the mothership
How many times you gotta flip that pack
How many ounces does it take for you give mine back I'm saying, how many bullets does it take to be the man
How many brothers gotta die at your hands
How many times I gotta stomp my feet
How many times will it take for you to find your peace
You wanna live in harmony but niggas be testing
You grabbing your weapon
But for the cheese you'll get on your knees no praying for heaven// you shooting pass that
How many niggas you gotta rob for you to reach the nasdaq
The crack is in your ass crack, they seen it
How many sold they soul so they can be all on your zenith
How many crossed over and seen the light, have you seen it
How many questions does a nigga have to ask
Before you turn me to a thing of the past I got a question

[Chorus]

I got a question, questions
Got these, got these
Questions, questions
Got these

Cameras flash, the world pass, the blunt ashes
Question my future, with pit maneuvers, I lost my passion
Laminating my thoughts another blunt I'm caught
Red & blue, rear view visions, of all the days I caught the spark
And then I left on noah's arc
Bad decisions but I'm trapped inside a prison
I mean, my cloudy mind, i mean, on borrowed time
A fiend for my own shine, just a victim of the times
Keep asking questions

[Chorus]

Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine
Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine
Just a victim of the times yo