The Villest

I got something I wanna tell you
I got something I wanna tell you
Yeah
Dust off the old notebook where a younger Jermaine Lamarr wrote hooks
To get a glimpse at what his hopes looked like back in his younger years
And found a page stained with what seems to be a hundred tears
As the smeared words spoke of his blunted fears
Tellin' him "Persevere through it all
Go hard like Medusa in front of mirrors
To reach the top" so unaware that the trouble's there
We're nothing more than a worser version of troubles where
He sat when he wrote he's performin' hocus pocus
With empty pocket focus over some dope lil' beat he made his self
All the pain in his cadence felt
And though his heart was made of felt his exterior hardened
To present a demeanor in which this period taught him
Was the best for survival to deflect the most aggressive of rivals
A testament to the lessons I follow seen the death of bravado
The second weapons hit his chest with a hollow
Pride is a bitter pill indeed but it's best if you swallow
If not your homies gon' pay respect with a bottle
Poured that out on the flesh of this Mother Earth
While liquor slithers like a serpent across the mud
And dirt to go rest in a pothole
Money coming soon back then was obsessed with the motto
Me and my dawgs was like the Musketeers
Through the years we stayed connected to this day we still steppin' legato
Subconsciously protecting these niggas think I'm lesser for my complexion
Before I'm done they all gon' respect the mulatto
Yeah
Said they all gon' respect the mulatto
Oh I I got something I wanna tell you
Dreams can come true you'll get yours too
But it won't save yeah
I got something I wanna tell you
I got something I wanna tell you
Dreams can come true oh-ohh you'll get yours too
But it won't save
Me and you
Your momma and your cousin too
Rolling through the 'Ville on Vogues
Coming up slamming Cadillac doors oh
Me and you
Your momma and your cousin too
Rolling through the 'Ville on Vogues
Coming up slamming Cadillac doors
Coming up coming up
My darkest truths be hard to say to friends
Fuck it pass the bottle we're swallowing hopes that can wash away the sins
Grew up amongst the lost and wasn't taught a way to win
On days I think of James my hardened heart it breaks again
He caught the fade but pussy niggas caught him later then
Medics performed a CPR then hauled away his limbs
It always haunted me inside my thoughts and made 'em grim
His father knew my father way back when
Army buddies that used to party hard
Overseas but through the alcohol
The weed and plus the hardy-har's they made him kin
Who knew their future kids would have to find a way to swim
In the wild with crocodile and alligator skins?
They took a good nigga
Smart kid who could hoop who could fight instead
I wish the Lord had taken them
If Darwinism states only the stronger make it then
Why am I here when I don't feel that I'm as great as him?
If Pac is Jesus then I ride around and play the hymns
Life goes on even in this modern day of algorithm-moderated
Streaming-service-automated blends
I play the classics often and I've gotta say there's gems
This life is like it's all set up for God to play The Sims
Yeah I got rich but think I need a smarter way to cleanse
If money gives happiness
Then please explain the rich bastards with no peace
How come they never bought their way to zen?
Hmm how come they never bought their way to zen?
If it's if it's that simple yeah yeah
Oh I I got something I wanna tell you
Dreams can come true you'll get yours too
But it won't save yeah
I got something I wanna tell you
I got something I wanna tell you
Dreams can come true oh-ohh you'll get yours too
But it won't save
Me and you
Your momma and your cousin too
Rolling through the 'Ville on Vogues
Coming up slamming Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your momma and your cousin too
Rolling through the 'Ville on Vogues
Coming up slamming Cadillac doors