XXX-XXX - Serious lyrics

[Verse 1: Fresh Air] Thinkin bout those past days Laugh in the gra** while these n***as pa** haze Used to laugh from the gas now these n***as pack Ks The automatic blast send your a** to the grave Maybe not where I stay, maybe where you stay Tears at the funeral water the bouquet It's doomsday, at least I feel it comin B-52s hummin, while the track bumpin And I used to think nothin Runnin as a kid just frontin Now I gotta back up, but never retract a statement Never take back what I say to your face kid Just face it, cuz that's all we got Til our body rot, in the pavement These are fears from my mouth to your ears Hope you get it clear [Hook: Shad Fer] Can't rely on the sun to rise everyday Sometimes you sing the blues in the rain Take some dirt naps, and make some snow angels Safe to say that this world ain't no perfect place Which is why I get higher than a plane Meditate, maintain and wave at the strangers We in danger [Verse 2: Fresh Air] But what am I afraid of Trott on the block gettin shot by the jacobs They bear bullets like Jay Cut And prey for my life maybe I should Mase up Pleadin my case, between the treble and the ba** But its hard to trust God when the devil in your face I need a voice of reason, somethin to believe in Shad, tell me what you thinkin [Verse 3: Shad Fer] Man Fresh Ignorance is bliss, children k**ing kids Lil n***a just turned six and wanna hit split a spliff When he turned ten, his parents split Pops called it quits, so he put in work with diligence The pistol clique,that was the name he gave his gang Click-clack and a clap so loud so you hear it bang Militant, ill intentions of a general Never give a sh** Bout anything that couldn't help him grow Cause who you knew would help you get to who you get to know Ghetto youth, only so much places that we get to go And yo it's only so much faces I would ever show You know, cause vulnerability is silly if you ain't a ho My n***a get out of here saying you don't drink and smoke Every time I have a sober mind my thinking takes me low Right now I'm tryna make it out the door So I could make the dough Baking soda flavored coke Or just selling and smoking dope Take a toke of the potent, embarra**ing if you choke Feels like I'm holding on to a rope,it ain't no hope My palms sweating and itchin' I could tell that I'm slippin' n***as looking at me different Cause I wish could float Not like a boat, more like bubble, above the trouble Be so gone that the Hubble telescope couldn't take aim Chasing paper in need of a great change In the grand scheme of things, remember the great name It's Shad [Hook: Shad Fer]