Like Pac by Ro Kapone Lyrics
[Intro]
Ro Kapone
(That's me nigga)
Staring at the world through my rear view
(Where would I be?)
It's gonna be alright, man
Pick your head up, shawty
God gonna always be right there
When you feel like the Devil on your back
(Sometimes I pray, sometimes I don't)
'Cause it seem like I be talking to God but he don't talk back
[Verse]
Lately I've been feeling like I'm Pac
I'm staring at the world through my rear view
I notice all of the opps
And then I realize
I'm all I really got
Hopefully these crabs don't kill me before I reach the top
Been through a lot learned my lesson
Take advantage of these blessings
I've been dodging the Reaper
I wonder what he gone do when he catch me
Smoke a whole pack of cigarettes a day
I promise I'm stressing
I scratch your back you scratch mine
I ain't gonna let you finesse me
R&B ass nigga got caught with a quarter and sang
Look in the mirror
Are you satisfied with what you've become?
I fell in love with the S.K
It came with a drum
An I really came from the mud like I've been playing in a pond
If the work don't double then something ain't right
But if you knew anything 'bout taking a loss
You'd know you'll get it right back
I've seen niggas play with they nose and graduate to the crack
I watched my cousin kill my cousin just to get a few stripes
How you my brother?
Like, what's my favorite color?
God, why I got to suffer?
Why you surround me with these busters?
You know I just copped a A.R
'Cause you know I'm way too light to tussle
I just feel like me and these niggas ain't built the same
Got different structures
Fuck 'em
Really built this shit from the ground up
Like, why they ain't found us?
Niggas will cross you up that's why I don't trust
Niggas right up the street been hating for the longest
Still ain't put out no music I've been waiting for the longest
Poor hustling ass nigga most of 'em living off a bitch
License for the pistol but won't use it should've got restricts
Really come from shit
Now I'm the shit
And you around here ticked
They pampered you yo' whole life an still you ain't amount to shit
Don't show no love it'll get you killed
Nigga, you ain't heard?
Be all I can be for my kids
No army reserved
You step-daddy ass niggas got some mother fucking nerve
When you don't even take care of what's yours
Lately I been feeling like I don't really wanna be fucked with
My nigga crossed me up
Shit I'm right back on this fuck shit
Nigga I ain't hard to find I'm just hard to get in touch with
You entitled to an opinion but miss me with all the judgement
Niggas upset
They see me as a threat
Me, scared of who?
Shit, I ain't ran into that nigga yet
They posting Facebook statuses later on they regret
Minimize the situation 'cause I'll pull up and make a mess
Fuck all that I'm blessed
I liked to let you trick me off the street
And that bitch you fucking
She ain't nothing but a trick without the treat
She ain't telling you I was fixing to fuck her
But she couldn't keep the shit in the street
Nigga you sleep
Best open your eyes and get on beat
Ro Kapone
[Outro]
I've been staring at the world through my rear view
I've been staring at the world
Through my rear view
I've been staring at the world
Lately I've been feeling like Pac
Lately I've been feeling just like Pac
Staring at the world
I'm just staring at the world
Feeling like Pac, yeah
Ro Kapone
Freestyle
Ro Kapone
(That's me nigga)
Staring at the world through my rear view
(Where would I be?)
It's gonna be alright, man
Pick your head up, shawty
God gonna always be right there
When you feel like the Devil on your back
(Sometimes I pray, sometimes I don't)
'Cause it seem like I be talking to God but he don't talk back
[Verse]
Lately I've been feeling like I'm Pac
I'm staring at the world through my rear view
I notice all of the opps
And then I realize
I'm all I really got
Hopefully these crabs don't kill me before I reach the top
Been through a lot learned my lesson
Take advantage of these blessings
I've been dodging the Reaper
I wonder what he gone do when he catch me
Smoke a whole pack of cigarettes a day
I promise I'm stressing
I scratch your back you scratch mine
I ain't gonna let you finesse me
R&B ass nigga got caught with a quarter and sang
Look in the mirror
Are you satisfied with what you've become?
I fell in love with the S.K
It came with a drum
An I really came from the mud like I've been playing in a pond
If the work don't double then something ain't right
But if you knew anything 'bout taking a loss
You'd know you'll get it right back
I've seen niggas play with they nose and graduate to the crack
I watched my cousin kill my cousin just to get a few stripes
How you my brother?
Like, what's my favorite color?
God, why I got to suffer?
Why you surround me with these busters?
You know I just copped a A.R
'Cause you know I'm way too light to tussle
I just feel like me and these niggas ain't built the same
Got different structures
Fuck 'em
Really built this shit from the ground up
Like, why they ain't found us?
Niggas will cross you up that's why I don't trust
Niggas right up the street been hating for the longest
Still ain't put out no music I've been waiting for the longest
Poor hustling ass nigga most of 'em living off a bitch
License for the pistol but won't use it should've got restricts
Really come from shit
Now I'm the shit
And you around here ticked
They pampered you yo' whole life an still you ain't amount to shit
Don't show no love it'll get you killed
Nigga, you ain't heard?
Be all I can be for my kids
No army reserved
You step-daddy ass niggas got some mother fucking nerve
When you don't even take care of what's yours
Lately I been feeling like I don't really wanna be fucked with
My nigga crossed me up
Shit I'm right back on this fuck shit
Nigga I ain't hard to find I'm just hard to get in touch with
You entitled to an opinion but miss me with all the judgement
Niggas upset
They see me as a threat
Me, scared of who?
Shit, I ain't ran into that nigga yet
They posting Facebook statuses later on they regret
Minimize the situation 'cause I'll pull up and make a mess
Fuck all that I'm blessed
I liked to let you trick me off the street
And that bitch you fucking
She ain't nothing but a trick without the treat
She ain't telling you I was fixing to fuck her
But she couldn't keep the shit in the street
Nigga you sleep
Best open your eyes and get on beat
Ro Kapone
[Outro]
I've been staring at the world through my rear view
I've been staring at the world
Through my rear view
I've been staring at the world
Lately I've been feeling like Pac
Lately I've been feeling just like Pac
Staring at the world
I'm just staring at the world
Feeling like Pac, yeah
Ro Kapone
Freestyle