Cycle Lyrics

I be tryna explain to people man like

Especially those outside looking in

You see niggas dead in jail turn addicts buy you don't really understand how it got to that point

Like most niggas pops was missin moms was either an addict

Like if we homeless at 15 I ain't got no choice but to hustle

We didn't sign up for this shit for real

Lemme show you the world and how I see it through my vision

Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas

Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in

Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison

Dads missing moms living off of government assistance

Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given

Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing

But that's the hood cycle and this shit just keep on spinning

Time and time again I kept asking where emotions went

Numbness grew within cause early on we felt the hopelessness

Lil kids to grown men always got it on our own n shit

Addiction took my mom resulted in sleeping in the coldest whips

Heart was in the streets cause we ain't really have a home as kids

Gentrifying wasn't considered cause they forgot of us

Parents also victims to the streets so that's who fathered us

Tears shed In fear of going back to where I started from

Survival of the fittest In my city how it always been

Resentment for my hood cuz that shit really took my closest friends

Ambition past the streets that's when I really had to focus in

A way out wasn't real we could've never ever pictured this

Santa can you pay my mommas bills on my Christmas list

Don't even seem real thinking back to what I was living in

Cycle keep repeating lost track on what the mission is

Keep quiet and wipe the tears of my face when I reminisce

Show you the world and how I see it through my vision

Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas

Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in

Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison

Dads missing moms living off of government assistance

Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given

Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing

But that's the hood cycle and this shit just keep on spinning

Dope feens and killers was the hero's n the idols

Heart froze over ice running through his vitals

Pain got you searching shit I used to be just like you

Used to pray and say one day that god will go n break the cycle

But I Lost faith over time n I stopped talking to the Bible

We ain't learn from our mistakes and this shit just keep repeating

A city where shooting cool but you corny if you preaching

Where the next nigga gotta stay starving if you eatin

Blinded by conditions we ain't see a life beyond the streets

Another lost nigga was the only thing they saw in me

Better than the last was the shit that I forgot to be

Influenced by the past so I ain't believe in myself

Remember Looking in the mirror when was I seeking for help

Remember speaking to the demons I was tryna find a meaning

If I wanna stay eating then I'm squeezing niggas bleeding

N this shit just keep repeating it's the cycle of this hell

Lemme show you the world and how I see it through my vision

Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas

Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in

Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison

Dads missing moms living off of government assistance

Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given

Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing

But that's the hood cycle and the shit just keep on spinning

They said that I was risking shit I never gave a fuck about

Times I should've I quit who would've thought that Idda stuck it out

Ain't put it up to chance don't ever say I turned my luck around

Sleeping on the floor could say I got it off the fucking ground

Running in these streets over time know I was losing focus

Caught myself slipping cause them other niggas never noticed

Put back the pieces cause these streets done left me beat n broken

Couldn't show weakness even when everything was seeming hopeless

Sit downs in that station everyday I thought I seen my lowest

Just a teen fighting cases memories that keep me going

Another lost kid don't know why I chose to be the poet

Dead or locked up that's what they wanted from the system

We was only posed to be just some niggas from them buildings

Desperation turned innocent souls straight into killers

Lost a lot, shit made me numb right on that block you find my feelings

Mom missing meals so we could eat I'm tight I had to witness

Stamps for thanksgiving and donations gifts we got for Christmas

I Really hope you can hear me and understand the shit I'm talking bout

Poverty affected our vision and how we saw the route

My people fell victim to cycle wit no option out