Posthumous Lyrics

Sick of seeing my people die

They tell me it's just a sacrifice

Sending my prayers up to the sky

I hope that they rest in the afterlife

Sick of seeing my people die

I don't want a war but I'll join the fight

The world's full of hate and I can't decide

Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

Blood on the streets

They feeding me hate

I'm starving for peace

Not even Hubble got the proof of all the stars that I reach

My speech, sorta particular but carved to the beat

I'm teaching how to bare your soul and get the sweetest release

Dropped Peach

Back when I decided to bloom

They made my people fertilizer bout a quarter to noon

I transformed and lit a fire on the dark of the moon

I know the truth

They probably coming after me soon

But I'm

Still in my prime

Looking for signs

If this where life is headed I'm following God's designs

Not the man I was when I decided to rhyme

They wanna see me fail and turn to a life of crime

They won't get the satisfaction

Seeing this through without the aid of any faction

Plus when I'm paid I plan to put it into action

But just for today I'm gonna mourn my friend's passing

Sick of seeing my people die

They tell me it's just a sacrifice

Sending my prayers up to the sky

I hope that they rest in the afterlife

Sick of seeing my people die

I don't want a war but I'll join the fight

The world's full of hate and I can't decide

Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

I'm no longer seeing potential if they don't want it

Laziness a permanent trait, I don't condone it

Murder holds a permanent place you can't dethrone it

And peace is just a myth that I chase until I own it

Ain't no trickle economics I'm sending people a check

Earning my respect

Reading the comments, how I connect

With the people who were lost inside a pit of neglect

Making music cause I love it, I ain't trynna perfect

I protect mind, body, and soul, but need a check-up

I been having healthier days, just from the neck up

Sick of seeing children you raised, who getting wet up

History repeating itself, but that's the setup

We could change at any moment we like

In spite of everybody who would try to take our life

Tell me that I can't do it and I'm fueled with spite

To help the people that I love, that the rappers delight

Sick of seeing my people die

They tell me it's just a sacrifice

Sending my prayers up to the sky

I hope that they rest in the afterlife

Sick of seeing my people die

I don't want a war but I'll join the fight

The world's full of hate and I can't decide

Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die

Sick of seeing my people die