Jordan Frescher - Intro X Nothing Yet Lyrics

It feels like I been wrong
But if the world don't me respect me then
How we supposed to get a long
I worked hard finally in a good space buying shit that I can own
Paying back loans damn
Cuz they won't leave a nigga alone
Had a rough go at what is to be grown
Still struggle with the fact all that things ain't Black and white
Had to recover from some real bad tax advice
To maximize my means more green supplied
This can't be life
Cant be the good feel like
Donating to a good will
Packing up to go
Cuz Houston flooded out of control and all they wanted was a good meal
Where's that thrill
Where's that meaning of life
What things entice the mass appeal
Well I'm back with the bounce and an ounce of real
Let's spark til that contact light our will
Real talk ain't no problem that hold us down
Or roll us round or cut us off
And let me put this in you like hot round
If cash the only problem that you got WOW
You woke up healthy then you blessed dude
You got everything you need to make the best you
That's why they rather kill you than arrest you
Cuz look how much it takes to get the guts
To face the child of slaves a rock of age a specimen made to wrestle the grains that's Why they take you to ground wrestle and aim
They'll never know what it's like
To have a target for forefathers
To want basic rights and become a martyr
Police giving fades aint no f*cking barbers
Well...
What's the cost of life I want to know
Not for you for folks that's off the boat
Kill us ain't no f*cks that's left to give
After that what life is left to live
For me
I done seen the county so many times
Dapped up the bailiff asked is his family fine
Wrapped up in a world that don't me to thrive
They chilling while we living at the poverty line
Whats the cost of life
Just tell me please
Should I pray for my soul the second
They tell me freeze
Shit is outta control
And Nipsey rest his soul
If I could then I would die younger than these good guys,
Just to make some sense of what God doing,
Is it worth living right, did I lie to 'em
Why you put an angel in the hood, but its Devils white house,
A nigga trying to breathe can I pipe down,
Like I got a baddie in the spot, with a fattie
Hella thick and she love to call me daddy
Can I digress
News full of bull shit can I digest
What a fine mess
Where to find rest
This is my best in the worst times
We're defined admit it
Still we cant outlive crime statistics
So we put stress on vinyl you biditch
Vintage america
Terror for coins
Blood for land
No love for man
No God above, if the culture dont fit his plan
Then pass law til he get his grands
Got us feeling like...breaks over, takeover by The twilight
Sucks now but aint nothing about it finite,
Got elevate the cause, makeveli with bars, Cigarello then im going
Donetello with the rod
Part seas, Marquee got my name on it
Its a famine in the game bout to rain on it
All these bops sound the same what you sayin On it
Top spot kakarot super saiyan on it
How you top bosquiat with a crayon
Wont succeed
If you praying on it
Bout to takeover the throne while on you laying on it
They can't recreate the flow is why they hating on it
Why you hating on it

Overcame the traps set for me But it ain't done yet
You ain't seen nothing yet aw yea

Youth can't see beyond troubled streets so it ain't done yet
You ain't seen nothing aw yea
Tell me what they did
Hating on our progress secretly
yea
Looking in their mirrors don't see me yea
You ain't seen nothing yet
Aw yea
Cutting the funds to schools
Redraw the district too
Killing us in streets pp
Then they back the blue
We ain't got shit to lose
Slowly it's getting through
Said my any means
All i know you ain't seen nothing yet aw yea

You ain't seen nothing yet Aw yea yea