Gotta Be More (Explicit) - Nick Grant/BJ The Chicago Kid

Written by：Nick Grant/Karriem Riggins/Bryan James Sledge

Niggas ain't been rapping lately guess I'm trapped in the 80 s

Ain't fly enough if the fashion statements don't make you hate me

Looking up to ** czars same ones who sold my mother raw

Die quick as the culture if we don't evolve

Could never hide the scars

I'm from where pistols bark like a pit of dogs ni**a sh*t gets hard

Thirsty b**ches even wanna sips the tears from dons

Rich rap skin black as Norman Lear sitcoms

Diamonds looking pissed on

Picking b**ches like I'm Frankie Lemon ni**a which one

Pray my niggas live long no time for silly rappers and they too lame cliques

For the record we deeper than a Wu Tang hit

My drive took me out the ghetto found a new lane quick

At any moment they gone hit me with that you changed sh*t

More honesty than Richard Pryor comedy I don't know where I'ma be when Obama leave

Said there's gotta be more

Said there's gotta be more more than what we see

More is what we gotta be

I'm Gil Scott Heron here to give America a dose of their own medicine

Who I ain't better than you should watch who bet against

Expose hearts of jealous men

Predator felon mama's bestie molested them

Killers vanish cause feds tamper with evidence

Long as the souls wealthy we cool cause we were never rich

Sweat me like fed pressure was left for dead

Sorry I'm misleading miss lady all I wanted was head

Sipping wine imported my rhyme style is gorgeous

Bout my money this is worst than Sally Mae extortion

Don't know what's real its like I'm looking through the eyes of orphans

The newest Benz turning like some disappointed corpses

Old head stories of how they was the sh*t in their day

The world bleeds menstral shows get tickets today

Two hundred on a car dash with a trunkful of Ye

Life's good no more reruns of minimum wage

Said there's gotta be more

Said there's gotta be more more than what we see

More is what we gotta be

Still could pull a model with no dollar to my name

A nation in debt and here we are begging for change

All for nothing another brother slained

Death is a tough exchange Trump even running game

All aboard the coon train clown samba painted faces you fronting

So embarrassing tap dancin' for whitey gets you nothing

But a penny for your thoughts

If all times are good do you know who you really are

I need the bad times adversity gets you far

This verse is a ki of raw

Babies die young remember you via the project walls

My generation needs a Redd Foxx a lena horne

Feel like I'm the one to put us on top where we belong

Walking Fred Hampton agenda I'm too attentive

My sh*t is poison to these rap pretenders

Who swear they trap but never seen a pack this epidemic of twisting facts

Still we celebrate your backwards image it gotta be more

Said there's gotta be more

Said there's gotta be more more than what we see

More is what we gotta be