Freddie Gibbs - The Neverending Cycle lyrics

[Intro] Yeah It's real sh** n***a Real talk My life exchange for yours Yeah n***a... Yeah, we all caught up In this never ending cycle Ghetto ain't no harder than mine It's real sh**... [Verse 1] I fear no man breathing, no man walking I keep my mouth shut; let my gun do the talkin' I've seen a lot of close friends tossed in coffins For chasing that money, not ever knowing what it really be cost them If you been in my position, you probably know what I'm going through Rob, steal, k** whenever your bills overdue Sounds bad, but situations get uncontrollable Hoping you can make it before the Ghetto can grab a hold of you My memory flooded with mistakes that I can never make up It hurts so bad, sometimes I sleep and hope I never wake up How can I go on living? I'm trading bullets with the opposition, definitely Destined for prison Or the grave, I need to get my life together A new age slave, man I can't live like this forever And yeah it's a shame, because I know can do better, then holding loaded Birettas Ready for whatever to get the chedda' n***a! It's the same from your hood to my blocks [Hook] I wake up in the morning to the sounds of gunshots And I can't sleep, living with beef and police I'm just caught up in the cycle, stuck in the streets I said the ghetto is the same from your hood to my blocks I wake up in the morning to the sounds of gunshots And I can't sleep, living with beef and police I'm just caught up in the cycle, stuck in the streets When will I ever wake up? [Verse 2] Damn, I'm back in these handcuffs Officer pulled me over said, get out with my hands up But livin' in Gary, on the daily we get hara**ed by police Got narcotics in my pocket, and my heat under the seat I ain't f**ing with nobody just tryna' get on my feet Been unemployed for weeks, so this is how I gotta eat A lotta' people say I'm just another waste of a black mind Hustling on the same grind, k**ing my own kind Put my life on the line for a couple of bucks You considered the risk I'm taking this don't pay me enough Having babies with different ladies, living life in a rush The truth is, I don't give a f**! When will I ever wake up? Or will just end up another statistic? Just a number to the government? Stuck in the system maine! This sh** will make you go insane Everyday, I'm losing homies in this muthaf**in' game And the ghetto is the same from your hood to my blocks [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah, blame the system, they blame it on hip hop The content of my lyrics, got these young n***as brainwashed But I got out the streets to do this sh** for a livin' As rappers we should pay attention to the message we sending I ain't trippin', go get your money because I'm tryna' get mine But I know n***as that will sell they f**ing souls to shine! I swear the business ain't appealing to me! There is n***as dying over petty a** industry beef I must admit sometimes I spit and think my label don't really know what to do with me And I be broke, before them crackers make a fool of me Before I be a puppet, they be reading my eulogy My music a reflection of my community So n***a wake up! Lead us away from the devil Lord show us a sign Put up your metal, your ghetto ain't no harder than mine And it's a muthaf**in' shame, everyday I'm losing homies in this muthaf**in' game! And the ghetto is the same from your hood to my blocks [Hook] [Outro] Uh, When will I ever wake up? Yeah, When will I ever wake up? Yeah When will I ever wake up? I said the ghetto is the same from your hood to my blocks I wake up in the morning to the sounds of gunshots When will I wake up? When will I ever wake up? When will I ever wake up?