Testo Prove 'em Wrong

Ayy, ayy, turn my headphones up
Gang
They told me I would
Ayy, they told me I would
They told me I'd fail in school

Gang, ayy
They told me I would fail in school, I had to prove ’em wrong They told me stay our ass in the trenches where you belong
See the day I went for bail, I couldn't pay the bond
Now when I walk by they smelling Louis V or Saint Laurent
Lad them days are gone I look to the past for the better
Sitting in that cell, I was writing a lot more than letters
Now I see em pop up paper they be my form of a fetish
Invest that shit in war while I close the door and forget them
Nah I just been in the stu making fat tunes
Yeah your boy can sing but they know I can rap too
And all these dubs i've been taking them in like a Vacuum
I hate seeing success without my bros but they’ll be back soon

I've been in a … for time and I still don't know why
In this state I'm tryna get out, I use... to numb the pain and ease my mind
Cause I done spent my whole life tryna find a way out I've gave up to much for this shit not to payout
Imagine where I'd be now if I didn't stay down

Looking how I made it out the gutter just to be labelled a criminal
My heart turn cold standing at my mama's funeral
Looking at my siblings like which one of us gone make it out
Could’ve been the same, but the pain took me another route
Thinking about my people inside it’s got me burning up
But they can't stop the clock so when it’s time you know its earning up
Better show 'em how we living - know what life is like with all the fame
Our money's different people change, but the vision remains the same
See I got plans to put my people in a better place
Take 'em out the trenches put each one of them in real estate
Flex on all these rappers and these cops can make ’em feel a way


I'm from that 27-70
Call myself a felony