No Mans Land

Yeah

No man's land

Huh

Afraid of no obstacle

Yo

Afraid of no obstacle

It's highly probable that I've been killing niggas since mama shitted me out the womb

I seen scripture in a junkies cry

He said if love don't save me at least let me die a suicide

I stayed in a trap house, I slept next to straps

Watch homies spend lots and some never came back

They say the hard talks off to the ones that they trust

And the funeral shirt just means keep it a hush

Now I'm moving through the dimension like I already died

I got power inside my soul, it's not a thing I could hide

You don't know strength till you bled in the rain

And still stood up swinging, even with your chest full of pain

Every scar that I carry ain't a mark of defeat

It's a map to redemption where my energy peaks

I don't preach from a pulpit, yo I speak to your life

Let my songs resurrect what the world might hide

Sacramento stained in my bones, I was raised in the wild

But the grace of the most high still calls me his child

And I walk with a limp, cause my spirit too heavy

I push a foreign whip like an old school Chevy

Corner store sermon, ice cubes and cognac

This ain't YouTube rap, yo I spit what I live

And I walk through the fire, no heat on my flesh

Just the feeling of my purpose burning deep in my chest

Up in no man's land, we don't cry, we plot

We survive off a scheme, then we rise off top

Been broke, locked up, still even in fear

I ain't never been fake, not once, not here

God put me through tribulation, I was molded in truth

Baptized in the struggle, resurrected in youth

I was trapped in hell's gates, but love had the key

And somehow the lock broke easy when I knelt on my knees

Before I left I seen a motherhood heap of grace

And some kid with no shoes beat the devil in a race

He hit the pedal with no brakes, he tryna level up the stakes

If you tryna elevate, you gotta level up your face

He's encased with calculated exits and plots

With a hoodie and a blade and a world full of cops

Shit hurt, but I ain't cry, I just loaded my heat

Let the streets be the hearse for the roaches that feed

I don't rap, I remember, I don't do tether

I got a bald head, I'm kinda like a black Air Bender

Niggas smile on your face, put their hands on your plate

My right hand got a fork, my left hand 38

The label on trauma, but not the truth that come with it

Wanna savage, not a scholar, fuck that, I'm both niggas

My crown got blood on it, so don't ask why I cuss

Every jewel I got came from the dust

I been broke, locked up, but still even in fear

I ain't never been fake, not once, not here

I'm not a rap nigga, I'm the fuckin' voice of a storm

Earthquakes when I speak, resurrection in form

Ain't no maps where I come from

Just alleyways, baby bottles in the gutter

Heat in the summer

We don't make excuses though

We make pressure, it's a product

This ain't just the hood, it's no man's land

Where the real get buried and the fake get rich

Don't fuck it, I still walk like royalty through this bitch

Ayo, mask on, hoodie low, that's the city, dress code

Loyalty done been dead and love done got repo'd

You either boss up or be a part of the system

And I'm the reason that your bluff stop frontin' you words

Don't pray for tomorrow, just pray that you eat

If you sin sometimes, then you kinda like me

I bled like a samurai, sacrifice for my story

No Hollywood script, this is sack town glory

I ain't come to fit in, y'all

I came to rewrite what survival sound like

To every soul still trapped in a cycle

You ain't alone

This is no man's land

But I made it mine

Now bow your head, not for me

But for the ones that made it out

Up in no man's land, we don't crowd, we plot

We survive off a scheme, then we rise off top

Been broke, locked up, still even in fear

I ain't never been fake, not once, not here