Persevere - Jerreau

Yeah

I’m just happy to be back you know

I ain’t been in this, in this booth in a minute, you know

Niggas, niggas been going through shit and shit (haha)

But thats life though

You know, you got to like persevere and whatnot

Ain’t that what they tell you?

(hah)

Word up

Yeah

What’s up?

Ugh

Look

Born and raised in Columbus

A product of the Southside

800 South Champion, that’s where I learned not to die

Gun shots through the night, ghetto birds in the sky

I walked to and from school, black boys can’t fly

You can do anything, the greatest lie ever told

I told myself all the time, sometimes you just got to lie

Because the system is broken, and the scales are tipped

And that city school to prison pipeline do exist

You miss what you don’t shoot, I’m a hundred percent

It’s real in the field, don’t come off that bench

How you raise your gun, before you raise your fist?

But how you raise your fist, before you raise your voice?

You ain’t a man you a boy, damn what you heard

Got to speak up, rest in peace, my niggas lost they voice

I’ve been trying to cut back, I got a drink in my hand

I’ve been trying to stack up, I need more paper damn

I’ve been trying to spend time with my immediate fam

But that don’t never pan out, swear they don’t know who I am

I was raised in the church, no I don’t go no more

See I got to find God, for myself, you should know

That’s why I quit that job, I got to work for my own

I got to pull my own load, I got to build me a home

Motherfuck being broke, damn this shit is depressing

And I just got word, my ex-girlfriend pregnant

And I feel indifferent, not 'cause I’m jealous

You should know I feel indifferent about a lot of shit

But when you chasing a dream, you miss out on some shit

It’s like three or four girls I could have settled down with

But fuck it I’ll be that nigga that you never forget

And you love it, I’m still that nigga, don’t you ever forget

I come through with the who want it?

Like anybody can get it

Like it’s open to the public, like fuck it

It’s Fly U!

Three the hard way like a foul and a bucket

F U, if you don’t love it

In my feelings like that, sometimes it be like that

Allahu akbar, I’m just happy to be here

Sip this champagne, then spit at your women friend

Leaving you smiling from ear to ear, I’m at your neck

I need more gold chains and better sex

It never happens how you plan it, what’s next?

I’m in a Range with Ramos right now

Another hour driving LJ’s ghost right now

The first time behind the wheel of a quarter mill

I told myself, I need this feeling everyday by now

But right now, I ain’t eating, and it’s hunting season

I need three meals a day, I’m three M’s away

Get my mom a new place, give her moon she need space

It’s never not okay, and it’s slave for yourself until that day

What’s up?

It’s the Greater Than Club, what’s up, wassup?

It never happens how you plan it nigga

But get your money how you planned it nigga

Long as the ladies love a nigga, I’ma always be that nigga

Whats up?