100 Jewelz, Pt. 3

I give out money to the streets
I do it for the babies
I don't tap my man's girl
I don't steal from my neighbors
I don't give out false praises
or payment over religion
I ain't tryna break no hearts
I'm tryna be good to women
I been living foul it's wrong
But I got it figured out
Everybody that turned on me, can cry a river now
Hope you sitting down
Listen what I wrote, understand, it doesn't really matter if you vote
We livin in a time where people tryna revolt
Doesn't matter if you woke they still got us in a scope
If you broke then you can't change a thing
No ride, so really can't change ya lane
Got nothing in the bank, but you hang your chain
And generations after you will remain the same
I read the bible everyday
Can't say if it's true
Only God knows, do whatever works for you, and
Fresh to death should be more of a mind state
And these days I'm picky what I'm putting on my plate
You heard the name I started my own gang
Good Dad Gang
Only gang I ever joined
We started our own lane
Made it cool to be with your kid, not on the block
Made it cool to chill where you live, not in the spot
You know the deal, after midnight demons they lurk
And these chicks would rather twerk than work
Get the picture?
Protect your space while you still on this earth
Find you a queen and she ain't gotta live in the church
No offense sometimes they be really the worst
If you don't recognize your blessings then you're killing your worth
Fill up a purse with bands, drop it off to your mom
That's if you can, if you can't, get your hustling on
Put the pen to the page bout to show you my age
And these are the type of jewels that can't be appraised
I just stand with the brave
Jersey reads Kaepernick
Try to trade places
And maybe you'd be more passionate
Picture your daughter's face and a policeman bashing it
Misusing their power that's hardly a mere accident
News strategist are confused, It's really happening
So I could really care less who you getting married with
Picture this new narrative, positivity, happiness
No more rallies we wouldn't have to
Can you imagine it?
A brain is a terrible thing to waste, champagne in my flute while I sing these takes
This is gospel Jesus drank wine as well
I'm not a preacher but maybe I'm designed to help
Don't wanna say that I'm an angel
But maybe I am, the angel of knowledge who never stepped foot in no colleges
Donations are anonymous do it from the heart
If you gonna show love then do it from the start
Too much hate up in your blood
Got you moving like a shark
But the harpoon awaits doing evil in the dark
If you can't catch the jewels and view it as a art
Just dig a lil deeper maybe you could catch a spark
I've been doing this for years
Ghost in the mahcine
My life trapped in beats through quotes
Is how I breathe
Study Jimmy Ivine, plus Hova and Dre, Diddy and 50 and Russell
Cause they paved the way
I been killin these beats slept on by the masses
If I die today write martyr on my casket
It's harder being classic plus being distracted
I love it in the club but I could never do no trap shit
It's magic the feelings I've expressed today
And one thing I won't do is forget to pray
As hard as it is, I had to turn my ex away
Swear to God I couldn't take it not a extra day
Good vibes to the max, no room for the rest
Could've wound up in the Max
No truly I'm blessed
Got both of my kids names tattooed on my chest
Right over my heart I represent you to the death
It brings tears to my eyes when I lose your respect
Found out I hurt your mom so you cool with me less
And maybe that's in my mind maybe you be impressed
Saying wow you really love me dad, you are the best
So many thoughts in my mind
No clue what's real
My man Wais still sitting just did two in the jail
Denying the bail, basically you frying in hell
Political prisoners, who confined to a cell
I pop a bottle for my freedom
I rocked at the coliseum
Made it to first class from cockroaches and measles
And so did all a my people
Homie your not my equal my story is different
I rebuke every bit of this evil
I done paid for my sins but I ain't done
Nobody is perfect so I get wavy and drunk
Empty bottle in my hand, hammer stay up in the trunk
That was then this is now that was basically a front
Streets make you act hard, situations have you stuck
Handguns and pumps, and goons looking for lunch
Pick up your phone go to Worldstar scroll down
You could watch somebody child getting killed right now
The world's foul gotta watch out for them alien types
Pat you on the same back that they stick in the knife
Of course it's real so my force field is sealed
And no weapon formed against me shall prevail
Got a ounce in the mail
So flowers the smell, tryna smoke this cancer out
Cell towers is real
The radiation that we put up to our faces on the daily just another way to make me more sick
Can you save me?