Broken

No peace, no home, it’s broken
The chain you stole, it’s frozen
Yeah, we came from the blocks and the six-zone
The snakes and the fakes and the brick phones
I went to school with him, now he’s got a headstone
In the ends it’s full of jakes or the feds, no
The peng tings used to keep us is friendzones
Only talkin' to the guy in the Benzos
How can I live my best life if my friends die?
I’m tryna get a private jets so the ends fly
I’m tryna buy all of the blocks so the ends mine
Still sayin' RIP Cadet but it’s ten times
So many siblings in the yard, my momma’s workin' hard
So I’ma be the one to have a shine like a star, ah
To have a shine like a star, ah, ah, ah
I’m from South where there’s
Shotties poppin', bodies droppin', shottin'
Niggas dyin' out here
People gettin' locked up, mothers cryin' out tears
So many flippin' niggas that be livin' in fear
Why do we do it? Why we gotta prove it?
I pray to God and now I inside the music
Oh, shit can never be the same
We losin' all our legends and we gotta live with pain, you know
No peace, no home, it’s broken
The chain you stole, it’s frozen
Yeah, we came from the blocks and the six-zone
The snakes and the fakes and the brick phones
I went to school with him, now he’s got a headstone
In the ends it’s full of jakes or the feds, no
The peng tings used to keep us is friendzones
Only talkin' to the guy in the Benzos
Wrist and the chip, yeah
That’s a hood start
Louds ain’t comparable, I might need a louder pack
Bro was in the bando, had to whip an ounce of that
I was in the trenches, I couldn’t amount to that
I was in the trenches, straight out of the mud
Niggas wanna talk about me, you ain’t held a gun
I don’t hold a Nina, baby, but I know of one
But I’ll go while I be singin' from my lungs, yeah
No peace, no home, it’s broken
The chain you stole, it’s frozen
Yeah, we came from the blocks and the six-zone (Six-zone)
The snakes and the fakes and the brick phones (Brick phones)
I went to school with him, now he’s got a headstone
In the ends it’s full of jakes or the feds, no
The peng tings used to keep us is friendzones
Only talkin' to the guy in the Benzos
How can I live my best life if my friends die?
I’m tryna get a private jets so the ends fly
I’m tryna buy all of the blocks so the ends mine
Still sayin' RIP Cadet but it’s ten times
So many siblings in the yard, my momma’s workin' hard
So I’ma be the one to have a shine like a star, ah
To have a shine like a star, ah, ah, ah