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 :Hook: 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 :Hook: