Kajmir Royale - My Generation's Theme Song lyrics

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Kajmir Royale - My Generation's Theme Song lyrics

[Verse One] Let this be my generation's theme song We doing right , even if It seems wrong The pressures on, I pressure pawns If you looking for that loud , sit down and join a crowd Simmer down , hear me out This that sh** thats not allowed Can't a smoking sign provoke the blind To change their mind in clouds This the essence of my town Welcome the "Young & Proud" We lacking in Cap & Gowns Distractions are now the now I say aloud the sh** we ain't allowed to say They give me attention A.D.H.D won't allow to pay If sinning ain't your religion you ain't allowed to pray It ain't safe and your children ain't allowed to play I'm from the hood , I'm from where n***as is bad I'm from where n***as is good My sister been in a train She's trained to never think she was the engine that could Think about it if you would And know everything ain't exactly how it should [Hook : Frank Ramz & Kola Rai] Big middle finger to your college cla** f** you knowledge, my n***as only aknowledge cash We don't care about George Washington Carver Cause' we only care about how many washingtons our wallet has Big middle finger to the days you spent Up in cla**, that ain't helpin me to pay the rent My baby father walked out before I gave birth And I been tryina' get this paper since Even if I gotta rob Steal, f**, k** Whatever just to get them dollar bills Even If I gotta cook base Push weight, whatever to put food on the plate This our Theme Song [Verse Two] Whoever said illegal was the easy way out Couldn't understand the mechanics And the workings of the underworld granted This the cold-cut an underworld sammich They throw compliments but so under-handed damn it Y.O.L.O n***a take life for granted Smoke weed on your college campus You smoking trees on your backyard But couldn't grow a tree in your backyard? You whack god Real sh** ask god I'm from a place where they catch a case And we hold the hammers like Asgard Under the bus is an understatement My generation throw mad far More money , more p**y, more problems , mad cars They say "yo don't sell your soul" If it means money you could have ours Basketball turned street n***as Street n***as turned rap stars Let the system beat n***as Might as well hit track stars You don't understand me man my thought process on nascar And we just living life because we're "Young & Proud" Look at us now