Imperfect Flower

(album: From The Neighborhood To The Stage - 2019)

Sunshine gon' come with rainy days, codiene take the pain away
Kobe at the three, while down by two, Dwyane gon' fade away
I know they hate I made a way, for my niggas I paved a way
I'm at the top, they at the bottom starving
Guess that mean it's safe to say
That I really came from the trenches
They throwing dirt on top my name, I got no love for these bitches
Fuck all the cameras and the fame, I came in for the riches
This Crip shit running in my veins, ask the Lord for forgiveness
Just had a talk with Tim mama, she say I'm an idol and I lead the way
She know this gun not in my title, for my life she hit her knees and pray
She know that niggas want me dead, that's why this Smith & Wesson on my waist
She hate the fact that I'm a Crip, I throw my C's up at them Heaven gates
It ain't no love inside my heart, I left my feelings drowning in a lake
I put my trust inside an envelope, then mailed it to another state
They tryna judge me by my lifestyle, plus these tats that's on my fucking face
But I'm a live this fucking lifestyle from the cradle to the fucking grave

How do you know when you love someone?
When deep down in your soul you can't love no one
When you done done so much, you can't trust no one
I feel I'm walking down the wrong road
How do you know when you love someone?
When deep down in your soul you can't love no one
When you done done so much, you can't trust no one
I feel I'm walking down the wrong road

Standing in court, look back, my mama crying
Like "Son, I told you this so many times"
Judge told me speak before I caught my time
Taught me a lesson, true love hard to find
Juvenile prison where the biz' is Belly
Locked on Carl Griffin with no commissary
Living in hell, pray to the missionary
Stuck in the cell when my grandma got buried
Bloody t-shirts to obituaries
I seen them fold in different situations
I seen the realest turn fake
We slang that K, then it's blood on the pavement
I been thugging since I went to Haven
I done seen killas make a statement
Walking down a long road, look back, don't see nobody waving
Turn 'round the corner, jump out with the pole
Two Swisher Sweets, a pill, a pack of poles
That choppa roll a nigga up like dope
Them dolla bills'll make 'em kick yo door
We in the field, and that's one thing for sure
I had to learn something you taught to hold
I'm thinking hard like I ain't thought before
That 30 clip is a part of my pose
I'm pouring lean 'til I can't pour no more
Ride through the streets like I'm not going home
What's understood ain't gotta be explained, it's too much going on
Murder running through my veins like heroin in a needle
How do you know when you got love from your people?

How do you know when you love someone?
When deep down in your soul you can't love no one
When you done done so much, you can't trust no one
I feel I'm walking down the wrong road
How do you know when you love someone?
When deep down in your soul you can't love no one
When you done done so much, you can't trust no one
I feel I'm walking down the wrong road