AB the Pro - Fishburn lyrics

[Intro:] Furious: "We can't afford to be afraid of our own people anymore, man... It's called gentrification That's what happens when the property value of a certain area is brought down You listening? They bring the property value down, they can buy the land at a lower price Then they move all the people out, raise the property value, and sell it at a profit What we need to do is we need to keep everything in our neighborhood, everything, black Black owned with black money, just like the Jews, the Italians, the Mexicans, and the Koreans do" Man: "Ain't nobody from outside bringing the property value down, it's these folks Shooting each other and selling that crack rock and sh**" [Verse 1:] I ain't trying to perform, I'mma stick to the norm f** being like them, n***a we try and win We ain't being the same and ain't hanging with them Cause them n***as won't change and I think the chances is slim They all wanna look alike, throw away they whole life Live life through the eyes of they idols, give me the light These n***as ain't seeing right, represent the street, you might But you a b**h if you ain't tucking your youngins in every night How you a daddy, clubbing, popping bottles in the air Your newborn baby bottle was empty like your head Your baby mom's called your side chick, [???] Now I know what they mean when they say, "less is more." Fast money, the motor for Every young n***a in the hood over 4 Seems like they wanna breed us to go to war But you gotta focus, y'all, soldiers died over oil, y'all It's all on you [Interlude:] I wish more white and colored men would stand up and fight for their home The way you doing against the Vetchman. I heard you k**ed 3 of his men Like the lord swept in on some n***a mourning You swung your might scythe and them heathen heads rolled off, baby You're a k**ing machine. All the good, you're doing something else [Verse 2:] It's all on you, is you gonna change or stay the same? n***a You can do anything and everything, yeah, you Can be strong if you just believe, yeah, you Can make dreams a reality See I was born in the hood, my father wasn't around Georgia Av., Uptown, was where my heart got found Yeah I did what I did, I want the youngins to know They can be better than me by being theyself alone Leaving streets alone, I told the friend way before Could've been the next A.I. but I guess it was home The hood chains n***as and now my n***a ain't living Half my n***as dead or locked up in prison I ain't trying to the best, I'm trying to be the best me But life is like a bad b**h, ain't no wetting And chocolate city still exists in Southeast So we going against the grain, it's up to you to make a change [Outro]