(::CHORUS:::)
I can't travel my block
And I can't have no picnics
The sun don't shine
But still it's hot
And you tellin' me "Stop trippin'"
When you walk outside
You see the view
But the world gets
So so beautiful,
Forgot my pretty lie
My pretty lie
My pretty lie
Shots fired on 17th I know
Some how it ain't surprisin'
I'm thinkin' of ways when I
Can change my environment
And I work two jobs every day,
Eh yeah eh
It seems like the struggle
Just ain't worth my pain
So onto the next little hustle
May take in my name clean
For my peeps to
Stay outta trouble
What's goin' on?
What's goin' on?
(::Repeat chorus::)
Every night and
I think of everyday
What that brother Marvin
Used to say to me
And tell me if
I had one wish
It would be just this
That when I turn
The TV off at night
I don't hear shots fired outside
(::Repeat chorus::)
Now they tell me a lot of things
They say I'm supposed to
Be a little more grateful
But I know the story's just
Like Cain and Abel uh uh oh
And to me it don't seem different
I'm not changed
You dreamt of changing
And you change my ways
