We The Ones

(Chorus)

I woke up early this morning
With a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme
Without using knives and guns
Keep your nose out the sky
Keep your heart to God
And keep your face to the rising sun

This for the ones
(Trying to make a dollar outta 15
I swear we wake up every morning tryna get green
So it's time to show 'em what we got
Straight to the top, tell 'em we won't stop)

(Verse 1)

Live from the city
Where dreams are birthed
But nobody know how to raise ‘em
So they all end up being dry raisins
Amazing how I made it thru the mazes
The quotas of the cages
I’m only behind bars
When you catch me on stages
I’ve been patient
Feels like I’ve been grinding for a lifetime
Learning how to write rhymes
Waiting for the right time
When everybody had them new Nike airs
And the best rapper alive had bleach blonde hair
I was chillin’ in my room spot
Rocking to my boom box
Nappy headed fro
Looked like Huey from the Boondocks
And this music was a way to escape
That’s why I use it as a way to relate
To the kids who grew up
Watching they parents survive and get by
So they kids could go and chase
That ribbon in the sky
This music of my mind’s
What I’m using for the grind
‘Til the day they get to see they son shine
One time

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Reminiscing about life
On songs
As I record ‘em
I remember wanting brand names
Hoping we could afford ‘em
But my Dad asked me what’s more important
I could keep you in them brand new Jordan’s
Or pay this house mortgage
We ain’t poor
But don’t get your priorities distorted
Now I’m grown
And finally get the importance
Of keeping me on that layaway
And copping them deals off
The clearance rack
Taught me it wasn’t
‘Bout the most expensive appearance
But more about making due
Doing what you gotta do
I used to get ridiculed
But it’s them same old dudes
I see now
Every week, they got the brand new shoes
But then they can’t afford food
I’m trying to pay my dues
And move up like the Jeffersons
From Jeffersons
To Benjamins
Bus Passes to Benzes
For putting together sentences
This for cousin and people
That’s doing sentences
Just know I’m representing
That mission for better living

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

This for that 20 something girl
Working retail
Dreaming to be a model
In the clothes that she sellin’
Baby daddy was a felon
And got locked up
So she single with no partner
With a 6-year old daughter
About to start kindergarten
But she going back to college
Persitence, grinding
Them dollars gon’ come in due timing
‘Cuz right now, it's coming slow like
Small yellow buses
At yellow lights
Waiting on green
To go
Get to a better life
And so we working
And that's how it’s gon’ be
I been in college 5 years
Without a college degree
But I keep on
I know I gotta pay back loans
That’s why I’m trying to get this money right
If it takes a hundred nights
Chasing a dream
I inspire to take ‘em higher
‘Cuz I told ‘em every since
A Juvenile
I got that fire
God willing, one day
You’ll get to see me soar
And I ain't have to sell crack
That’s what the CD for

(Chorus)

I woke up early this morning
With a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme
Without using knives and guns
Keep your nose out the sky
Keep your heart to God
And keep your face to the rising sun

This for the ones
(Trying to make a dollar outta 15
I swear we wake up every morning tryna get green
So it's time to show 'em what we got
Straight to the top, tell 'em we won't stop)