2E Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce y'all to a MC

EST. 1856, that's right

Coming from the Stevenson Common Projects

You know them Section 8 apartments

This young brother, is here to tell you his story

Yeah, let's go

Your boy Gav just born in the springtime

Do this from the heart, never do it just to kill time

Nowadays, niggas frontin' in they damn lines, and you know I never feel lies

It's ironic, I'm allergic to the spring, all this pollen in the air, tryin' to sabotage a king

I'm thankful for my blessings and what the day brings

Fantasies and realities ain't the same thing

Yeah, at times, man, this lifestyle, it seems crazy

Pops was never around, my mom's, grandma, and my uncles raised me

So shout out to my uncle Morty, always was around ever since I was a shorty

And if I needed him, he'd be there for me, so family come first, yeah, even before me

Got a plan, so don't you worry, I'ma hit him em hard, and when I do it's gon' be a flurry

I be ridin' through my old hood, but I see some new faces

Thirsty young killers that'll kill you for a few faces

Niggas that I grew up with, either dead or doin' cases

Hustlers pockets blew up quick, now their cribs gettin' raided

Is it 'cause of narcotics, or is it homicide, what hurts worst, dying or even watchin' your mama cry

In the concrete jungle, learn just how to survive

And I learned to distinguish the truth from the lies

Yeah, this rap thing, I ain't no novice with

Wonder where I'd be if I took the path that Robert did

I see my brother Teon heavy on the rapping tip, we grew up fast and it all seemed to happen quick

My man Skizzy in the hill

Everything official so you know that this real

Ain't nothin' sweet

Yeah, that's just how it be

In that 1856 building

In apartment 2E