Caught Up
Don’t get caught up with the madness
Stay anti, so you don’t have to deal with sadness
Politicians make us victims of the system
Trick us to love them, that’s why I don’t hear them or listen
There always hating on our history
Buy a spray can and go decorate your history
If you’ve never shopped or brought anything with pennies, you don’t know about struggle
People think life’s a joke, until they get into trouble
Do what you gotta do, hustle and juggle
Don’t play with people’s lives like a pack of cards
Live on the str8 and narrow, don’t wanna end up behind bars
Brother’s out here will buy a belt which cost a bill
Knowing that they gotta pay the gas and light bill
Realizing that their broke, I’d rather pay £10 for one and have £90 in my pocket
Had enough money left to buy Air Forces, I’m thankful I coped It
All now I don’t know how people still brag and floss
I’d rather stay low key, bag up the success and be my own boss
Be careful what you sell, make sure it’s not your soul
Don’t get gassed by the lime light, have your spirit and stay in control
I’d rather have a ghetto romance with a humble hunny
Then pick up an upper class girl just for the money
I’m tryna find the best way to seize the day
Carpe diem, translate the ting to ease my pain.
Copyright © Jahfari Rowe | Year Posted 2016
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