25 To Life

Hm, hm, hm, hm, hmm
Alright, I got it
Yeah, uh (Woah!)

All my life I wanted me a Beamer
Daddy used to whip it on his way to the cleaners
Smooth jazz, love, '94 and new speakers (Yah!)
Jumbo jeans with the clear case beepers (Yah!)
Mama hit the page any time she had to see us
Domino's table, boy, this grown men business
Trick tryna tell me you don't know nan' nigga
Video mix used to keep the whole damn kitchen jumpin'
Uncle Luther background, "Hoes up to somethin'"
Mama, why you never let a nigga hit the function?
Bust a move in public, boy, you better hush it
Keep your head in them books like a test comin'
Composition when I'm trippin', let the rest flood in
With a pen and a page, I stage plays, wonderful in displays
So why it's radical, letting you know, it's okay

My goal is to get you to fight back
Against anybody, everybody don't like that
Rxdical Forever, put that shit on my life
And smack a nigga if he come to me and try to deny facts
Boy, your favorite rapper isn't fuckin' with my passion
My ambition, plan, vision, and my craft
And hasn't gave a fuck about you people like I have
Blood up on my pen, Blood sweatin' from my hands
While niggas in my city love lettin' the time pass
How you let your mama live inside of this viceland?
And not do anything, boy, I don't know where your mind's at
Only make me madder, I aint gettin' my time back
For tryna get my fans somethin' more than a bass drum
Tryna get my fams somethin' more than a taste of success
'Cause they stress what afford from a pay stub
Y'all really ain't hear me though (Hear me though)
Audio Picasso, I perform with a paintbrush
The old guitarist playin' in the back is my blank page
I'm tryna make you get the picture before it ain't one
Yeah, I'm Anon but they know that I'm A-1
Everyone around me been around me from day one
Been doin' my thing while all you niggas just late
So when I jumped up out the gate, they never saw where it came from
But heard about it (Heard about it)

There's not enough of us, while we're alive
That give people the true insight on what we have done
And how valuable and creative this music is
And what it means to us in the American society
Especially from the standpoint of blacks

25 years on this shit and I'm still broke
Frontin' like I got it when I know that I still don't
Watchin' niggas pop and start to profit with no skill
And trendin' while I'm beggin' for a shot and it kills hope
Never compromised to get a shot and I still won't
But then I see my mama cry and, dawg, I came real close
Have you ever tried to tell somebody you will blow
And watch 'em look at you like you been hurt or a little slow
This shit is crazy, shit is crazy, yeah
But I can't give up yet, can't live a life of what-ifs
Can't live a life where I die with regrets
No plan B's, fall back to what's next
Pushin' through the pain, setbacks and upsets
I'm tryna tell you (tryna tell you)
How you take it shows how you make it out
How you face shit? Yo, how you break it down?
Rollin' up don't make me no greater now, no
How you take it shows how you make it out
How you face shit? Yo, how you break it down?
Rollin' up don't make me no greater now, woah
Woah