GBV Songtext
von K-9 Wolf

Who do you see yourselve as?
And there′s no right or wrong answer
Yeah
Clarify and define your, your vision for yourself
And the highest possible way that you can be it
You wanna be a 12 time all star?
Yeah
Do you wanna be a league mvp?
And see yourself as high as you possible can right
That's your first job
Is to see it
As high as you could see it
Be delusional you know
Huh, mmh


So close to having my last summer
So close to having my
′Cause the dream, was just a way to run from this poverty
My family ain't proud of me, the real black enemy
So close to having my last summer
(Yeah, yeah)

I wanted everything and more inside the store
Key word"wanted"
Now I'm 21 and grown
Tryna cover all my needs (Yeah)
I thought mom was selfish
I hated how she never found success now
I gotta find survival with the hood rats
(With the what nigga?)
That never understood what′s a good rap
Unless it was the rep about robbing
At 15, glocks in my pants, our culture
Single mother households
Never had a hold on every boy hallow
So hallow
So hallow
So hello


So close to having my last summer
(my last summer?)
So close to having my
′Cause the dream
Was just a way to run from this poverty
My family ain't proud of me
The real black enemy
So close to having my last summer

Look
They tried to win in a race with no trophies
Leave or stay with a bullet in your head
Had to find my way ahead
How many households had matrics and diploma′s?
Surly in the burbs you could win but ko kasi is a curse
Jobs won't rise like the crime rate
Songs that I wrote down ko Jukulyn
Aye, aye, aye
Tryna find my way out this crooked game
Rapping like I don′t hate the sound of my voice
But losing be a choice
I had plenty odds jobs
Washing cars at the blocks
Few boys tried to get me shot over girls
It's the hurt from rejections, man
Kid we all from families that never showed affection
Love on a brother
He gon′ make you his possession
GBV, you are not to love on nobody
It's bad when the heart needs love like a fish needs water
Aye, yeah

So close to having my last summer
(My last summer)
(Last summer, look, aye)
So close to having my
'Cause the dream
Was just a way to run from this poverty
My family ain′t proud of me
The real black enemy
So close to having my last summer

Last summer baby
Whatever you gotta do to protect that believe
My version of protecting that believe was I wasn′t sharing
I mean I wasn't really even telling my mom
She knew I rap, she knew I did music
I′m not even gon' give my own mother the Chance to try and bring me back down to reality
It′s not gonna happen
Work towards it
Don't, you have to do the work and because you love it
It′s not always gonna feel like work
Sometimes it is