It's been a few long years pushing through struggles
And I gotta thank my fam and brothers, helping me hustle
Through these dire times, had many lows, never need cyanide
Getting high, writing rhymes, staying out of fights and I
Thank The Universe for the path that it's pavin'
Mine requires patience, kind or abrasive
I hate to say it too, I'm just tryna pay my dues
Not making the Breaking News
Respected for my ways and who
Respected for my ways and who
Cause Imma crazy Foo
Respected in my ways and who
Respected on my ways and who
Respected on my ways and who
Respected for my ways and who
I represent as a person, an individual
And even after so many years, remain residual
And even if I can leave and make it out the hood
Wanna stay here for good, taking care of what I should
And that's real though, this city don't need no heroes
Just fairness, I know a few blocks that need awareness
We're careless, uprooting the people up out they homes
From the place they've always known
And found solace that they own
Uprooting the people up out they home
From the place they've always known
And found solace that they own
Up out they home
From the place they've always known
And found solace that they own
I lay my back to the waters and then I float on
Meditating on the topics at hand, no man has no wrongs
Saw it at the gold dawn, glimmer off the gold pond
Anita Baker wrote on in need of making more songs
To exist is many things, with many things comes the sections
The parts of me that's flawed, are the parts that need protection
My tongue is quite a blessin', can also be a weapon
Keep it posted with my brethren Zeph 24/7
Zeph 24/7
Zeph 24 Fuckin' 7
Zeph 24 Mothafuckin' 7