Termanology - Freestyle 016 lyrics

I hustle hard just to make sure so you ain't grow like me Never walking through the rain and the snow like me Proud to know, you'll never know poor like me Never putting quarters in the pay phone like me I wouldn't see my dad for weeks, stuck in the ghetto Washing my clothes in the sink, these O's up in my bank Used to be a f**ing dream, I need buckets of cream Walking through hell, I laced my mic with gasoline Just like a race car, I need fuel in my tank 100 proof, 80 proof, whatever fluid you drink Wanted to be a hustler, coming through in a mink Then I seen what happens to you from a tool or a shank These streets don't play fair they'll ruin your life No more cell phone, now you getting news from a kite Get yourself k**ed now, trying to wrestle the beast I'm screaming Free Gutta even if he's never released I'm screaming Free Wais, gotta keep eyes on those who despise Your success, they'll set you up next Sometimes your own flesh, and blood wanna see you fall They don't wanna see you ball, if you ain't giving them none Disloyal and then some Like how you gon' drink from the edge of my pen I wrote those rhymes, but y'all just quote those lines Plotting on your family like it's the thing to do You wasn't shooting in the gym It's no ring for you It's quiet