Renaissance by GuttaBoyVell Lyrics
This pen and my pad
The tools I possess
That vent all my pain
And hear all my stress
I made deals with the devil
One day I’ll regret
Ballin hard over time
Imma foul you like technical
Typically ion do it
They don’t push me that far
Learned to be humble
Still learning shit from all of my scars
Sinin every Otha night
But still prey to my god
Ion really trust that much
That’s why I won’t make it far
Keep yo distance from me nigga
Yeah that’s my best advice
Yo homie told you run up on me
Now yo ass a sacrifice
Coming where I came from
Boy you had to learn to fight
Fight for evеry fucking thing
You ain’t gotta second life
So you gotta live it right
Think about thе shit you doin
Better think about it twice
Falling victim to the system
Fuck around they give you life
Because we black
So that suffice
Got us scheming through the day
But we praying through the night
Black police even racist
How the fuck you one of us
They can’t even comprehend
Why we flame a opp like runtz
Why we getting ample years
For getting caught up with some blunts
But the white man getting 10
But he got kids up in his trunk
Not liberal
But the world been shit
Since president was trump
Now everyone a rapper
Y’all just 69’s and lil pumps
Boy I call you niggas fefe’s
Yeah I call y’all lil punks
And ion tweak up Onna gram
Ion pull them hoe ass stunts
Yeah i made it out the slums
Now I’m living a lil better
But I’m still ballin
Till I’m Onna roaster for Coachella
Hustlin up inna cold
With no coat or a sweater
Had to learn to love to change
Only way you gone get better
Cut from the same cloth
Birds of the same feather
Never leave my fucking bro’s
We a always flock together
But you niggas lack a code
With no order y’all a fall
And you niggas simple minded
Stuck behind a mental wall
Off the pill
Trynna heal
Ian talkin Benadryl
Seen some shit so surreal
Still don’t get that shit was real
Police brutalize our people
They intentions shoot to kill
They gone keep on killin us
Cuz we can’t work up innat field
Foreal
Meditating
Off the drugs
Yeah that’s how I coup
Been in positions where it’s dark
Hard to see the hope
Would you believe it
If I told you
Me and Jesus spoke
That’s why I’m walking wit my head up
Ion gotta tote
But still
This life we living
Can’t really trust all ya friends
Half them niggas is villains
When they cross you
You hurt
Hard to get through the healing
Them scars won’t heal
You can’t take penicillin
Look
Ian preaching Ian stressin
Ain’t the one to do it
But imma do it
Cuz nobody really trynna do it
Get yo funds
Just because
Nike
Just do it
Inna streets
It ain’t fun
Boy don’t hop into it
They killin
Babies after babies
Everybody losing
Just cuz the music
Make it cool
That’s half of y’all confusion
But y’all ain’t ready for that talk
Cuz At the end I’m losing
Ian go stress it
At end
People do what they want
I can’t change a nigga mind
Just give my words a thought
You ain’t gotta own yo block
Go own yo city like a boss
For you fuck around and catch a bullet
Like you randy moss
Man down
Nother black man life fuckin lost
The tools I possess
That vent all my pain
And hear all my stress
I made deals with the devil
One day I’ll regret
Ballin hard over time
Imma foul you like technical
Typically ion do it
They don’t push me that far
Learned to be humble
Still learning shit from all of my scars
Sinin every Otha night
But still prey to my god
Ion really trust that much
That’s why I won’t make it far
Keep yo distance from me nigga
Yeah that’s my best advice
Yo homie told you run up on me
Now yo ass a sacrifice
Coming where I came from
Boy you had to learn to fight
Fight for evеry fucking thing
You ain’t gotta second life
So you gotta live it right
Think about thе shit you doin
Better think about it twice
Falling victim to the system
Fuck around they give you life
Because we black
So that suffice
Got us scheming through the day
But we praying through the night
Black police even racist
How the fuck you one of us
They can’t even comprehend
Why we flame a opp like runtz
Why we getting ample years
For getting caught up with some blunts
But the white man getting 10
But he got kids up in his trunk
Not liberal
But the world been shit
Since president was trump
Now everyone a rapper
Y’all just 69’s and lil pumps
Boy I call you niggas fefe’s
Yeah I call y’all lil punks
And ion tweak up Onna gram
Ion pull them hoe ass stunts
Yeah i made it out the slums
Now I’m living a lil better
But I’m still ballin
Till I’m Onna roaster for Coachella
Hustlin up inna cold
With no coat or a sweater
Had to learn to love to change
Only way you gone get better
Cut from the same cloth
Birds of the same feather
Never leave my fucking bro’s
We a always flock together
But you niggas lack a code
With no order y’all a fall
And you niggas simple minded
Stuck behind a mental wall
Off the pill
Trynna heal
Ian talkin Benadryl
Seen some shit so surreal
Still don’t get that shit was real
Police brutalize our people
They intentions shoot to kill
They gone keep on killin us
Cuz we can’t work up innat field
Foreal
Meditating
Off the drugs
Yeah that’s how I coup
Been in positions where it’s dark
Hard to see the hope
Would you believe it
If I told you
Me and Jesus spoke
That’s why I’m walking wit my head up
Ion gotta tote
But still
This life we living
Can’t really trust all ya friends
Half them niggas is villains
When they cross you
You hurt
Hard to get through the healing
Them scars won’t heal
You can’t take penicillin
Look
Ian preaching Ian stressin
Ain’t the one to do it
But imma do it
Cuz nobody really trynna do it
Get yo funds
Just because
Nike
Just do it
Inna streets
It ain’t fun
Boy don’t hop into it
They killin
Babies after babies
Everybody losing
Just cuz the music
Make it cool
That’s half of y’all confusion
But y’all ain’t ready for that talk
Cuz At the end I’m losing
Ian go stress it
At end
People do what they want
I can’t change a nigga mind
Just give my words a thought
You ain’t gotta own yo block
Go own yo city like a boss
For you fuck around and catch a bullet
Like you randy moss
Man down
Nother black man life fuckin lost