Stay Ready - Planet Asia, Dengee, Mistah F.A.B.

Yeah

The jewels that we invest in…

From the struggle I came, where no one can remain

And if you from the bottom mane, then we one and the same

This day to day is like having a gun to the brain

And I ain’t trying to run the world, I’m just running my lane

The face of my uncle was real, men sharpen men like steel

Why the narcs put marks on our bills

Fatherless, no direction but still blessed

Even though a lot of my family come from real sets

All over America -it's an epidemic of cutbacks, layoffs

Without a day off, I’m pressed to get it

Some will stoop low for green pupils

And new acceptance, and you accept this?

For whose the most affected — check it

I keep my family close just like a weapon

But I don’t use ‘em for protection — I use ‘em for direction

My music is with a message of strength

Jewels that I invested in to finesse

From the struggle I came, where no one can remain

And if you from the bottom mane, then we one and the same

This day to day is like having a gun to the brain

And I ain’t trying to run the world, I’m just running my lane

When the streets get colder the pain is heavy

(You know the pain is heavy)

When it rains it pours, you better stay ready

(Ya better stay ready)

When the streets get colder the pain is heavy

(Hey)

Whe it rains it pours, you better stay ready

(You better stay on your toes)

Cruising on the freeway, slumped back bumping to P. A

Reminiscing ‘bout T.K., on my toes like plier

Not guilty is my plea (ay), middle finger to D. A

Smokin on that finest, I’m buying time like a pre-paid

Baseball on these phones, the police be on three way

Listening to what we say, catch me that will be D-Day

To M.I.A.

from C.A., to Puerto Rico for B-Day

Patron shots on a yacht and a bad bitch from Chile

I dream big don’t I?

Funny thing is I don’t sleep — this how I live, no lie

But when I come back to my hood, diss songs, oh my

What’s going on, I never did these niggas wrong

So why do they want me gone

Bro told me this day will come, he ain’t think that I’d listen

But I did — how you think I put myself in position

Undercover suckers, I should let you kill each other

But I’d rather give a hand to you jealous mother fuckers

Yeah, it’s Mistah F.A.B

You can, you can…

Block my road but can’t block my thoughts

Looking at overseas, shaking my head at money I lost

Glamour and glitz, had me hidin' behind these name brands

Life on the line, you seen my city on Gangland

But long as my fashion was right

I never paid too much attention to the Passion of Christ

Too busy flashing this ice, yeah my passion was ice

Had me living for the now, not after this life

But things changed, when my Earth gave birth, to my first

Soon as my daughter was born, put my life in reverse

Slowed down, stopped living for the riches and buzz

Sobered up, told myself no more liquor and blunts

Preparing for weather changes in the middle of war

Bought some umbrellas man, cause when it rains, it pours

This how it is, on the struggle every day

P.A.

— My bad for the delay, O. K