I know I know, I know yeah I know, I know yeah I know it's real in the field Homies gettin' killed out here Low on the gas and the bills Struggle still real 'round here I know, I know yeah I know, I know yeah I know it's real in the field Homies gettin' killed out here Low on the gas and the bills Struggle still real 'round here I know that she threw it at you, call it entrapment All of these cops they ain't bad, but some of them blastin' So we prayin' and fasting, 'cause they killin' us faster Tired of these Zodiac signs, especially cancer Testin' my nerves, they don't know that I'm savage Minding my manners, we speak to the masses The homies been dyin', it ain't nothing tragic To hear that's the norm, I guess that's what's tragic The grinders are few and the handouts are massive Don't grind, you don't eat, you don't need table manners Fruits of the Spirit, they came with bananas The clips was bananas, divide and conquer, they killin' our daddies They killin' our families, we killin' our families He ain't design us to focus on rockin' designer The numbers ain't goin' up no more, they goin' down to the minus I know, I know, I know