Ocean Jams - Crystal Clear lyrics

[Intro] We tap the blunt because life is hard If you don't know when he's speaking it's really hard to reply to God [Verse 1] You ever felt like a motherless child? Going years and walking miles while you lacking smile? Every mistake that you make they're judging you, no trial But when you at your best it really ain't nobody around Drastic measures, feasible when you out of options I see this sh** crystal clear n***a, I ain't Fetty Wappin' 12 lurking on the gram steady robocoppin' To ease the mental pain they sip purple life ending concoctions I got this, in my bag like Meek with the corn rows Instead of trying to enlist hoes, I was studying my flows To experience more growth and not being broke Pockets vacant, waiting in anticipation for payment Crazy how the hunger for more make my lyrics amazing And these b**h n***as putting on a show steady Ricky Lakin' Can't miss my opportunity like Ken Basin For the hating, success, frustration, I'm bracin' My mind and soul cause Lucy ain't getting sh** I reminisce on a time when a young king was ignorant To the evils of the world and that cold reality Of black men in America and guarding my heritage powerfully You wanna know why pain resides behind these eyes? Cause hair like mine, and brown eyes, and melanin considered downsides Nowadays it's hard to write without cryin' Or walking to the corner store with a hoodie on without fear of dyin' Or asking for the truth without somebody lyin' I'm just eyeing departing this Hell, first cla** to Zion My testimony strike fear into who you thought was tough n***a No discussion n***a, let me change the subject n***a Cause the truth may not be the truth, depending on who's the victor Trying to stay sane, not placing blame, and goin' off the rictor Prayin' to God wondering if the call connect Feeling breathless, the American flag tied around my neck At nights in the studio murdering every beat I'm hopping on Next morning asking you, if you want Parmesan or provolone Ain't no shame bout it None of my hustle is in vain Hope I don't make it and be ashamed of what I became Closed minded thoughts and tunnel vision a**ault my mind frame My optimistic spirit slain, no more kicking it, Liu Kang Morale sinking as my sympathy goes down the drain Trying to keep my head up is kind of like dodging the rain Cheating d**h, playing with time, life never been a game Depression like a freight train makin' my brain strain, dang Making my brain strain [Hook] We tap the blunt because life is hard If you don't know when he's speaking it's hard to reply to God Trying to put us behind bars They putting babies in these graveyards We tap the blunt because life is hard If you don't know when he's speaking it's hard to reply to God It don't seem like we're going far Is this how they want us to play our cards? We tap the blunt because life is hard If you don't know when he's speaking it's hard to reply to God Tired of not doing nothin' We ought to be doing somethin' [Verse 2] n***as steady tellin' me "You gotta pay the cost to be the man." But most y'all idols pale in comparison and need a tan I ain't even need a hook for this, I been fly as Peter Pan Above petty sh** and better off, so I don't need a hand I peep game watch a** kissers and s** ups Rise above endowed and troubled minds cuffed up And caged and sent down the river, labeled worthless n***as They were caught, that's where they and COs differ I'm watching my generation crumble one status at a time They need to turn up, it ain't no more substance in the rhymes Consumed by the world, before God says it's their time Now their Sunday Christian relatives have tears in their eyes The date was May 8th, I began contemplate how long it may take To reach my pinnacle, build a foundation for my namesake I seen the insides, I'd rather be out Did sentence no comma God willing with periods I leave out I'm riding in the pa**enger of my aunt whip headed east on the 80 Impatiently waiting for this Subway lady to pay me Praying I find the motivation today to not be lazy, lately Halley's Comet ain't been in my night skies, it's been grey see? I been down cause my friends disappeared like Houdini Claim to care, say they'll be there, but they never see me And the girl I want and need distant physically My haircut game f**ed up to add insult to injury Decibel jeans, black Nike hoodie, weather somewhat sunny Stomach screaming hungry for food, and a little bit of money But I wonder, do it matter? Everything got me thinking Kendrick told me money can't cure a suicidal weakness But I'm God fearing so that's never an option Feel like I'm boxing, just put the gloves on and life is Bernard Hopkins Ghost [Hook] [Outro] Free all the innocents. Rest in peace to everybody that's lost their life to nothing