Brandon Banks Get On
Caught up in a never ending cycle
The past has done me dirty I resent that
Momma told me stay up in the bible
But lately I been looking for some get-back
Couple niggas out here wish me bad ends (oh)
But they don't really know just who i am
They ain't never seen what we been through
Never set a foot in south central (oh)
Pack my spliff to the brim
This day already a trip
I've had a lot in my head
People out here wishing me dead
Still I wear this hue like a badge
Weary in this land do not last
Battles on the surface surely pass
Talking to my brother through a jail phone
Fading in the streets I wasn't at home
Fighting on these beats to keep my mind strong
I'm sick of getting through i need to get on
On
Pack my spliff to the brim
This day already a trip
I've had a lot in my head
People out here wishing me dead
Still I wear this hue like a badge
Weary in this land do not last
Battles on the surface surely pass
We gon' make it out
Even if it seems
Our future is bleak
Live by any means
Fighting to survive
You might lose your feet
That don't make you week
(that don't make)
Pack my spliff to the brim
This day already a trip
I've had a lot in my head
People out here wishing me dead
Still I wear this hue like a badge
Weary in this land do not last
Battles on the surface surely pass
