I came in the sh** on my own
A hand out man i do not know what that is
I don't have any of my own
But i grind like I'm trying to pride for some kids
Ayo
Thank god that momma went hard for the kid
No, thats something i won't take for granted again
Cuz life getting so hetic
Gotta learn to accept it
That work load ain't light tho
Gotta learn to expect it
n***as in the hood want out the hood
n***as out the hood act like they in hood
Shout to my n***as who getting to it
On and off the books hope they living good
I been i been on the go
Cashing cheques and tryna cope
Hardly think of heading home
But when i do it k** me tho
I been i been on the go
Same plan that i had before
Stack stack stack stack
Count up bring back back
Yea
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Momma always wanted that crib in the burbs
Let them tell it man bet they say they protect and serve
Haters on my, we still getting turnt
Given the circumstances momma did the best she could
And now i'm living good
And now i'm living good
And now i'm living good
And now i'm living good
Now I could tell you about a tragedy
They'll tell charge it to the game
But it's never that easy, see it ain't that easy
To explain n***as kept it 100
n***as done put thousands in the game
And this sh** never change the block is still the same
Ain't never see no change from all gwop gave
Ayo
I finally know the rules, n***a ain't no rules
n***as follow those and wonder why they ain't improve
Living good but don't know what i've live through
Was that close to being a tragedy on the news
Bet n***as gone hustle out the trap
Bet n***as gone try to blow a bag
That black bag flow this that glad flow
That sipping something chilling at the corner store
Yea man
sh** wasn't moving had to make a move
Treat the come up just like family feud
Stay buzzing keep the fam behind me
And f** the other side cuz they ain't f**ing family
When trying to find your way
Sometimes you gotta be in harms way
Some of us made it out the way
Thats what got me on this runway
Ay ay
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