Fly Kilo - No time soon... lyrics

Lost in my mind, Soulless is me, Trapped on this block, Crashed off this weed, When can i see the light, When will happy shake my hand, Handing n***as dime bags at the beach when id rather play in the sand, Aint no fun bih, This hustle is alive and real, She snorting up a line and he pops him a pill, He grips on his b**h like he grips on his gun, Dont go down that street if your not trained to run, These streets aint no fun, But its home so i love it, Shackled to this block, With the k**a and the dumb b**h, Bum b**hes livin righteoys in they studio apartments, Good women on some life sh** on they studio or att sh**, But at the end we all trapped, Trapped in the city, These men sell they dope and these hoes deal they titties, But once again its home, A cage that has up all consumed, Something i deal with because i wont leave no time soon............