Solomon Childs - Tryna Stay Up lyrics

[Solomon Childs] I'm sitting in the hood writing rhymes, and after all these years I'm comtemplating about doing crimes As if I haven't had enough bids As if I haven't had enough of missing my kids Let my moms tell it, my baby gon' break through Let the homey's tell it, the Damu, gon' retire the crew Let the old school reach on it Finally the youth'll have somebody they can relate to And in this life, I've seen alot of trouble And got myself caught up, in alot of trouble I should of stayed in Cali, instead of coppin' that Tahoe I should of put the money on the house in the Valley I should of stopped and promissed But I love my babies And will do anything to feed my babies [Chorus: Pleasant] Living this hard life Always having crazy times Trying to stay up, trying to move on But I hear that same song It ain't nothing like being on the streets Knowing who your real homey Looking around, hitting the ground But I'm not going down, no, no, no [Solomon Childs] So many dreams, so many times I saw myself Stagnated by petty things, and I know I'm just a kid from the ghetto Who grew up on Fat Albert, up late Hoping Run-DMC will be on Jay Leno Or Edo G. and the Bulldogs Had my share, having fights after school With some of Staten Island's bulldogs Cuz I wouldn't let them extort the pastures of my leaves And God bless my cousin Mercury From the Force MD's, he always said Talent's just something that they can't deny And never lose the hunger in you eyes Never, never, let 'em see you cry And you can't save everybody That's the way life is, you live and you die For sure.. muthaf**a... [Chorus] [Hook: Pleasant] Ain't nobody but me I chose who I wanted to be I always looked down on my seeds And say, baby, follow your dreams [Chorus 2X]