Unspoken

This album was inspired by the people across the world

That had a voice

But it was just never heard

I speak for y'all

Y'all forever in my heart

My only wish, my only goal

Is that my music and these words guide you to be a much better person then I've ever been

Today I turn twenty-one

Never thought I'd make it here

Even back when I was young

I was never scared to face my fears

Like, what's the deal out here?

Summer time come around its getting real out here

Niggas is playing for keeps in the field out here

These streets cold, they don't care how you feel out here... for real

Cause everybody wanna be with it

Out here they taking lives for they team on your fitted

All they worry 'bout is money and bitches

All these rappers ridiculous they dividing us not making no difference

But yo, I used to want an Acura used to want a Benz

Used to want bad bitch to show off to my friends

Now all I want is my homies out of the pin

My pen touches my paper I'm reminiscing to them

I mix my Henny and gin

Never needed no chaser

Never chase for no women that comes when you chase the paper

Realist shit I said play it back and you'll thank me later

I've never seen a cat make a mil off being a hater

Look

My niggas smoking in the tinted truck

All limo but we never roll the windows up

Riding through your city so they know wassup, in Yours Truly we trust

Man I give a fuck 'bout what a hater got to say about me and my team

You call your lady a bitch, I refer to mine as a queen

Hang around nine lazy motherfuckers, you the tenth homie

So how you smokin' but ain't pay your fucking rent homie?

Yeah, you know, that's just that real shit

Sometimes I feel like I don't want to feel shit

All the stress that I'm tryna deal with

I try to keep the family together, but yo they still split

Our generation is blinded, I blame the radio

I blame TV for making it cool to call ladies hoes

I blame these rappers for acting like they got straps

And teaching our kids to put kids in caskets for the sake of making dough

I, I probably never know why

The fucking system don't try

My niggas getting so high, my niggas getting so high, you know

And thats probably only cause we feel so low at times

We just looking for something to lift us back up

They said I'd be a junkie, said I'd be a thief

Said I'd be a no good vandal running the streets

I just want peace, everybody want beef

Done dirty by my family, my friends, enemies, even police

Ain't no love in these streets, ain't no trust in these streets

Lost too many friends homie, I can't fuck with these streets

I don't know what's more important

If they love me or they fear me

Got a lot to say and I want the whole world to hear me

Yours Truly