Kembe X, Sterling Hayes, D2G - Retrospect (last Take) lyrics

As I’m clouded with Black Sour in my speakers
Fumes breathe in the shrubbery
I’m pondering if this life has
Had enough of me
Thoughts that run the mind as
I stop and inhale
Currently placing the stereotype of a system
That set me to fail
I walk through the slums of homicide
Where everyday promises someone’s demise
I look back and ponder further: how’d
I make it to 25?
Take a pause, take a toke, then inhale
To avoid the pitfall such as
A graveyard or a jail
See my seed is growing older
And protection is a must
‘Cuz there’s ills inside this world I
Gotta teach him not to trust
Keep him focused on his dream
Ask the Lord and He’ll supply
Shower love to him
More than what my mother could provide
‘Cuz these streets ain’t no playground and
Horse play is a killer
It ain’t room that much for error
Too much consequence in fillers
And with that I keep my eyes up
We’re tuned in to the future
Me on a journey toward
Greatness, carry forward, i salute you

Dodging devils by design
Should be a crime the way my
Words revolve around the rhyme
Moms nagging swear i heard this
Shit a thousand times its time to kill it
Running that city a mile a minute
Save all that money and spend on a limit
They'll break you they'll break u slowly
Im Kobe they can't control me
Since i had that fro in 03
We running up and they running out
Them lying hoes wit they lying mouth
We line them up and chalk line them out
Used to be maggots in they hall
Now they toilets in my stall
Fuck this world this dying cause
Steady fussing fuckin
Never told the preacher nothing
Piece of mind a piece of something
Starvin mothers bounty hunters
Broke kids dead brothers
Still i pray just to faded to say
That im too smart for my own self
It ain't my gun i won't tell
I be pac at the coachell
They can't break my spirit
Calling out to god and i know
That he must hear it
I know that they gon fear it it gets real
Your soul seals the deal
If it's that matrix blue pill
Then im rolling off the wheel
Sorry moms a deals a deal
Make u wanna swing that marijuana
Im Arnold Palmer real nigga
Tamed street lion im Bailey Barner
On the corner to hood passes no diploma
Don't look back them niggas gonners
Immaculate stoners

Who the little nigga in the kiosk jewelry?
Walk up in the room they bowing like
"We not worthy!" and she not worried
That bitch know she gon’ get chose
Hey, turn this goofy nigga music
Off with his shit flows
Wherever this shit goes, the Vill behind me
Walk around the party boosed with
The steele behind me
Come at the Village sideways
Will get you discarded
Rap intelligent but boy I
Swear my bitches retarded
The Village on the rise
The Village on the rise
It’s me and my guys, 80 deep
Merky Murk chillin in disguise
You live a facade, we live on the side
Where death will google you up by surprise
I’m taking my time with this rap shit
6 up in the morning
Write raps and grand scheming
Think yo fuckin wit me your man’s dreaming
My plan be the same
No country for fuck niggas
On the couch with hella bitches
I’m comfy as fuck nigga the 7s is what’s up
I’m with three of them hoes
Peep me some game up in the south
Shook me free of them hoes
Gold jewelry in my mouth
My smile is too shiny
The Village and Save Money
The grind is too grimy bitch
Rolling, rolling, we rolling baby
Show no love to a ho ‘cuz
All these hoes is crazy
That’s why a bitch can’t borrow
A cent from me
She caught a middle finger let her know
It was sent from me nigga she fucking up
She need to repent to me nigga
She know none of her tears
Mean shit to me nigga
You tryna fuck i mind fuck her mentally nigga
I guess these baller dreams was
Meant for me nigga