Fashawn - The Ecology lyrics

Uh, and it goes, uh, and it goes
And it goes, yeah uh, yeah

Underage girls having seeds at
The age of seventeen
Baby daddies signing up for the marines
Black streets filled with crack
And pipe dreams
Fuck peace, niggas is purchasing red beams
P89s, Glocks, AR-15s
It gets so hot, cops don't want to intervene
'Cause they can get popped too
Simple and plain
All the OGs dead, it's a new ballgame
A bunch of young guns in
Charge who ain't got heart
A few gave a listen to
The lessons that was taught
Those who took heed was
The ones who succeeded
The ones who didn't wound up sharing showers
The strong move silent, the weak get devoured
Too many fake hustlers, the drug game is sour
Rather live like a animal than
Die like a coward
Writing lyrics in the midst of
My niggas sniffing powder
Lines like it's 1989
Just trying to survive in
These days and times

Just trying to survive in
These days and times
Just trying to survive in
These days and times

'Cause where I'm from, brothers die everyday
Sunny CA
Understand the ecology on how we behave
Baseheads, drive-bys
It's just how we was raised
Murder for capital, we gotta get paid
That's the mindstate that boost
The crime rate
Just lost souls tryna find their way
Through this puzzle, every ghetto, NY to LA
Deep inside, I know it's time for a change
Wish I could reach 'em
But, I got both feet in
The grave and still sinking
The environment'll drive you insane
Flooded with demons
They motive is to get in your brain
Make you a heathen
Even have you sniffing cocaine
Slanging that reefer
I know a lot of niggas that pump
They claim they eating
They need to dumb it down
Never seen a hundred thou'
Loudmouths with loose lips who unloyal
Fiends smoking out aluminum foil
Just to cope with life's ills
Too much on my mind
Just trying to survive in
These days and times

Just trying to survive in
These days and times
Just trying to survive in
These days and times

I swear, unity went out the window
What a shame back then we was all kinfolks
It ain't the same
I dream of that day when little
Kids can play in the streets
Not worried about getting hit by strays
Wish I didn't need herb to calm my nerves
Wish peace was more than just
A five letter word
It's hard to be optimistic
When you live on the same block as the
Killers who just got out of prison
Still walking with my head up
There got to be something better
Than this scene of police
Sirens and paramedics
That's my philosophy, you feel the same
Then follow me this is the ecology