George The Poet - Young Kingz, Pt 2 lyrics

You know how it goes fam The manners aren't fun Make your own luck cause your talent can't done Use what you got to get what you want But it's up to you to figure out what can and can't run I'm still tryna see some more food on my bruddas plate Told you i came out the blue, from a blood estate So why know what's at stake when beef ain't rare? Mistakes get grizzly and we make bare But don't be surprised to see a black yout blossom We become accustomed to the back roots often The looks you get for your tracksuit bottoms are justified and Reinforced by the crack you've shot and it's a cycle if anything Thats why I'm so conscious of what my two princes Micheal and Kenny think Cause we go round in circles, more than a hamster can But there's gotta be more to life than ballin' in Amsterdam Turf wars for turfs sake You realize if everyone in every ghetto everywhere Jumped at the same time it would cause an earthquake? We inherit this world and we're given nothing more But I can't accept the fact that we're livin' rough and raw There's pagans at the top, of course they're above the law But how handle your business fam All's fair in love and war Bruv, I'm more than a black person shouting vex Rap version Malcom X Stronger than a 1000 texts Straight out of housing 'jects Dedicating my life to convincing you That all this time, there was a prince in you And once you're standing tall and steady on your own You'll be ready for the throne Young Kingz