Navie D - Hogg Perspective/Interlude lyrics

[Verse 1: Hope Wright] Like 120 Oxycotton pills inside a condom Of a hundred condoms; in each backpack in the Elantra Tatted mantra: "Get rich or die"; mobbin Enough........ to back a lawn up I need my stars up; Dez Bryant "X" too. The homies a Moor, his fez flying Ignoring lessons, testing ALLAH's patience and grace I'm stoic. Staring out the window, stuck in the haste Of modern day drug dealing... I ain't seen another f**ing rapper's face in months They must be somewhere imagining my position and strife, writing 1-taking some lies about flips, flocking and riding Pockets ain't in tip top shape, shucking and jiving In a city that ain't mine with my cousins all up around me Family babysitting, nursing Lupus and a lie I told them I'm OT for rapping; I need a smile The dark side of the light side. Man, this sh** don't stop If raps don't sell, they all flop n***as posturing for pennies. I want more for myself Risking my son's perspective with my life on the shelf Like, how he gon' look at the world if his guy ain't here But whats the difference if a s**er for father is in his ear What life am I saving if I don't do it? Not saying I gotta do it. Complaining just not a fluid solution So you can find your boy out on O.R Hustling in O.R.; Trailblazing these bars Gliding like Clyde, then Rocket on out to Houston Where the Boston homie out there boosting; resourseful losing A means to the ends. A means with no end Its seems this focus we honed in is closed end Add another dimension of pimpin' 20-year olds Start out on the pole; get all in they're dome Through in some Philosophy so the message hit home She think she my b**h; she really my hoe I know I'ma mack. My aura is cold My mind stays sharp and my spirit is bold Unapologetic because my family is my Gold And most Pops ain't have the same outlook when on this road I'm in these foot step with a whole different approach Afraid of ending up with the same sh**ty results Imagine a stained record and a weak job history Ghetto guidance, and scheming is easy, d**h don't mean sh** to me The mold, settings and imagery of winning is still Flimsy at best My family hustle, so I guess I'm next I tried to pay the Karma forward so my sons can be blessed With attention I didn't have; man this verse is a mess But its accurate at best, but at worst, too true The dark side of the light side, the OT proof Theres a very good chance that this ain't for you All in the criminal bag just to have something to do I'm tired of hiding, riding with no license All it takes is bad timing and you're blinded (No specifics) No warnings, just the writings on the wall That you read from last month, them waves hitting the shore Mudding up, tryna go pure with simple Pure Ain't no atheist in the trenches, thats for Sure baby boy