J Man - OneAway lyrics

Look... I remember when I was a younger, no money in my pocket My belly was full of hunger. Sitting down thinking, what the f** have I gotta do to get up out of this slum fam! Then I started writing bars, picked up a line I was firing Draws And I didn't give a f** if I knew man had a grow, me and my n***as will find his yard and rob dat Couple n***as up in my hot van, black gloves, ski masks, black Top fam. And I know stealing is wrong, but if you've got Something that I want, then I'm on dat And that's standed fam, no take gets sold as a standed gram I KNOW bare man that rep. But back in the day they wouldn't Stay they ran. Yo, I got to get away from the pagens I gota watch out for dem sly n***as, I gotta watch out for the Rats when I'm rolling the pavement, don't wana slip Don't want to go the station, overly sick, I need no Medication, but sometimes I get a little stressed out an i roll Up a spliff and get a lil grown medication and it's peak Everybody know's you're fake, you're not a G Keep telling everybody you're getting P But the truth of the matter is, you're a batti boy, sitting in The house blazing a lot of weed. You think you're a bad boy? You think that you're bad cuz you're wham and you've had roids Nah. I don't care bout mans size! My 6 inch blade will stab Boys. Look, I'm a rebel, in need of dat weed to help my nerves Settle.So I'm gonna check with my professor to get a draw Dem man are pricks that think they can swim with the big fish And drown in the deep end level. And my girl said i'm evil cuz When she looks in my eyes she can actually see the devil Put weed to my eyes they're really red up Tell a n***a f** about i'll beat your friend up i don't ramp star, ill drag a n***a out of the car jump in put my feet to the pedel.I find more heat than a steaming kettle You get cut with a very sharp peice of metal.I know n***as that will run up on a n***a quick with a balli and a teif for setup f** these racist little hypercrits, theres not much we can do So i guess we got to live with it, it's a pegan. I wouldn't speak with him even if you paid me I wouldn't have a drink with him. there's not much we can do it's just the enviroment that we';re living in. f** these racisit hypercrits cuz it dnt really matter what your race is weather it's halfcast white gypsy it doesn't really matter what colour your face is/ We brathe the same air we bleed the same colour some people ai;t fair doe because when they see a bredda thats a different colour to them, they wanna bully him and call him a weirdo. this land we're livin in is a mad one full of little kids that are bad cuz their dads gone.Sum n***as are robbin anything they can get their hands on.Yeah it's peak out here but it's hard to seperate the good ones from the bad ones