Skeme, BJ The Chicago Kid - Khalil's Song lyrics

I’m back better than ever, surprise, surprise
They want me in a pine box but I’s alive
And I was told the streets might be my demise
Still I got faith in em, case
From where I’m at to where I’m
Headed ain’t far of a jump
This how it look when you get to
The roof out of your trunk
And now you open up that trunk
And tuck up your roof
I’m walking proof the studies show
Ain’t always the truth
I stayed away from labels all
Tryna water me down
Stood on my own two and look
What they offer me now
A seven digit nigga no
Longer talking in thous
My steps lead my niggas out
Just follow me now look, I had a baby boy
That’s my pride and joy
And losing him would leave me empty
Feelings null and void
I loved him before I saw him
That’s just raw and honest
Khalil’ll never want for nothing
That’s his daddy’s promise

The day comes when you got to make a stand
To turn from a boy to a man
The timing is never your plan
But it turns you from a boy to a man

I had a crazy ass pops and
And angel for a mother
Real niggas trendy now
I been like this since I was a youngin
Pencils I was dubbing
Ghetto fences I was jumping
Been a man since 17
You couldn’t tell a nigga nothing
I love that east side
That’s where the smokers reside
Church rang off the hook soon
As I opened the trap dope money sidetracked
No time to focus on rap
Opportunities below but I don’t focus on that
To you opportunist niggas
Don’t call me your homie
This shit for business, never pleasure
Just pay what you owe me
I seen Scarface once
Now I move like I’m Tony with nothing given
Nigga got this shit here on my lonely
See I got dollars to make
A nigga tryna be paid
Almost got locked before I balled
You know them Iverson ways
I’m way out of your range
Probably never gon’ change
They say I got an old soul
I’m just acting my ways my nigga

The day comes when you got to make a stand
To turn from a boy to a man
The timing is never your plan
But it turns you from a boy to a man

I might just make a million off a mixtape
Then double park my whip in
Front your bitch place
Go and tell these broke niggas
Get they shit straight
And look me in my eyes
This that you can get chipped face
Hate is what you niggas wanted to see
Ain’t I everything you liquor
Niggas wanted to be you think you balling
Look here partner that’s nothing to me
I could teach a class on it
Give a stunner degree
Since I was a juvenile
The block been 400 degrees
Iron on me loaded
Give a bitch nigga a crease
And right now crooked hot
That’s just saying the least
Cook chickens like they battered down
And cooked in the grease
Sheesh, I’m sick of telling y’all niggas
I’ll fuck around and put a
Shell in y’all niggas fruit basket
I might just knock the melon off niggas
Fuck a judge
I fuck around become a felon off niggas
Homies locked in them cages
Can’t get em out of that box
Money on my nigga’s store door
Connecting them dots
Good dick for them bitches
Middle fingers for cops
Guns I’m toting live and loaded
Ain’t no studio props
Granddaddy got a job that he
Done worked his whole life
Mama retired, still working
That’s that shit that ain’t right
I’m tryna make a way out
The hood held me back
And hood niggas never make it
You can’t tell me that
Cause I know better nigga
And this four on me’ll wet a nigga
My dogs killers, truth is I’m no better nigga
I used to have to ride
On that Jerome Bettis nigga
Now it’s camera plates
Tinted windows with that leather nigga
Do what I want and never what
This world let a nigga i come from nothing
What the fuck did y’all tell a nigga
Do what I want and never what
This world let a nigga i come from nothing

Khalil for you, Skeme
Dedicated to generation now ingleworld 2
We’ve decided to take things
To a greater height
This what y’all asked for boys to men
Boys to men boys to men