The Voice 2

What you know about growin' up, not standin' out then blowin' up how you planned it out?

Green eye from the thugs and the manners now and you're the plug for the hammers now

And everywhere you're lookin' now, a hand is out, that's standin' out

You ain't got time to hang around, there's bare man that like to stand around

Pocket watchin', waitin' on a man to drown

But that's the difference between man and child

As a child you embrace the pattern but a real man has to make shit happen

See, mandem get it twisted when you make it rappin'

When your name rings bells and your tape is slappin'

You know what comes with that paper stackin'? Paigons chattin'

Who you never put on, who you never brought in, talkin', everybody love talkin'

These times, who really put their all in? Who's up first every mornin'?

Last one to clock out, first man to call in, doin' up verse and performin'

Know how much curbs man's was walkin'? You know how much words man recorded?

Not even on tracks, just the personal storage

Ain't shit livin' in my head rent free, man worked for a mortgage

Yeah, and you know the hood still cruddy with the wickedness

Keep money for canteen and money for solicitors

You know how the govs move funny with the prisoners then try act all buddy with the visitors

Ain't shit sweet my nigga, none of it is licorice

These times, you got your own problems but they only check on a man every so often

And if you go with the better-off-alone option, man think you switched up 'cause your life so poppin'

Meantime, man are on the road shottin' and the po-po's watchin'

Everybody's so boxed in tryna build suttin' from scratch on some Roblox ting

But so what, king? You got the roads locked in