[Lyric] BAD MEMORIES GOT SCARS 2: THE WAY LIFE GOES (Wiz_khago)

Verse 1:

I was sleeping in my class
My teacher took a picture
And showed it to my dad
Chased from the house
Im writing some letters
I want some apologies
We are grown ups not toddlers
Fam dumbing me like traitors
We ain't enemies we re relatives
My lil bro getting Louis V's
Im the stepson ,im the chosen one
Dark side and bright side who gonna win
Gotta chill down gotta let it be
Black and white shine so bright
We gotta unity
We gotta be humblе we don't need to fight
The life is so tight
Scarеd of death and the illuminati
Im a big dawg which don't know how to bark
Used earn a penny from a car wash
I dont wanna lie i still feel the wrath
I was dreck
Blessings got none curses got plenty
All my life I always begged
Out of the mud but I still got trenches scars
Bad memories got scars this shit ain't no God's cause
Im praying to God ,my phone rings i gotta go amen duty calls
Dee in my chest,punched from the back,punched in the face
Still see the flashes
Born black, in black country just to become snitchies
God help us please
Sleeping on steel thought it was fake my nigga its real
Walk in the streets they want ID's ,see that you are black they throw you in jail
Its a rain season the roof is leaking, the cell is flooded, ain't got no lights eating some gurbage
They is a toilet inside thewalls are dirty they say enjoy the view
Bad luck charm im cursed its like the devil and the cops they made a deal
Im a flower im waiting for the day i blossom
Born on 14 July in a hospital
They said i was special
They said my blood cells ain't regular
You wanna be rich same im grinding im busy so why are you chilling up
I have been there i had no hope
You failed school you need a job
Influenced bad things by rich kids at school
Now you are married u got a kid u gotta pay the costs
Now you blaming your ancestors you saying they cursed you up
Cordine in your brain you got some missing features on you mind
Lemme fit them up im the editor
Dirty minded let me clean you up im the janitor
Verse 2:

Joining gangs beaten to death
Blood oozing from your veins
Think bout mom stop behaving like you got memory loss
Of course
All you think about is jewels
Flex with a 1k that ain't money
Richard milly and vvs that shit is the worst
Selling souls for fame to be the best
Yeah spending a milly on jewelry
Yeah my nigga it ain't cool my nigga its foolery
Chains chains chains
Yh niggas be singing bout money because he got a bullet proof vest
Drip,cars , mansions ,all trappers the same
Whole lotta hate coming from the inner cole
Pussy that is the shit they know
Glock on his hip ,shed blood homicidal
Raised by a mother why be a phsyco
Grind ,get busy blast into a tycoon
Stuck in the middle of a vast
Using the devil to boost their level
Im changing my shit ,the church is now my bando
Named thug back in those days changed it to khago
Why
Chains on their minds
Right
Ain't got no grudge nigga but why switching sides
Be wise
Hustles ain't tight but you just gotta switch the grinds
(U gotta switch the grinds)