n#gg#s already know that i’m in this sh#t until i die
Trauma growing up, was barley holding up
I’m surprised i made it twenty-five
But don’t jinx it, i been home swinging at the clock just to past time
And nowadays you need a full clip, or be equipped when you go outside
Don’t be foolish them bad guys (where?)
They coming straight for your neck (yea)
They do that sh#t for a check (forreal?)
You don’t get any respect (nah)
But we gotta give respect (what?)
f#ck that man onto the next
I can’t be in that position ’cause no pot to piss in got me here and yes
I grew up inside that strugglе
Food stamps in the bundle
Streetlights come on you in troublе
Didn’t have no father, just my uncles
And my aunties, plus my cousins
I been saying i’m the best out
Three letters, it’s all or nothing
This for them, not for me
I’m doing this all so they can breathe
I’m doing this all so they can see
A better future ain’t make believe
And backstabbing ain’t made for me
If i’m lying, dig a grave for me
’cause imma do this sh#t gracefully
I’ve been waiting so patiently
n#gg#s already know that i’m in this sh#t until i die
Trauma growing up, was barley holding up
I’m surprised i made it twenty-five
But don’t jinx it, i been home swinging at the clock just to past time
And nowadays you need a full clip, or be equipped when you go outside (woooh)
n#gg#s already know that i’m in this sh#t until i die
Trauma growing up, was barley holding up
I’m surprised i made it twenty-five
But don’t jinx it, i been home swinging at the clock just to past time
And nowadays you need a full clip, or be equipped when you go outside
I always been focused, i promise i never lost motive
My foot on the gas and now that sh#t broken
They hoping i crash and burn in the open
They hoping i fail, hoping i flop
Hoping my sales won’t get to the top
Some n#gg#s would kill to get to my spot
That’s why i’m giving it all that i got
Like a bad b#tch and her #ss fat
Kyler murray, n#gg# i’ll pass that
Momma use to get me clothes from the goodwill
She would bring that sh#t home in a trash bag, how sad
Now, i kill beats for a living
Came back through did my thing independent
Never switched up and i always show love
I’ll be the same man when i make me a million
Stayed true to my vision, my motivation sparked a whole new incentive
Kept people near me with the greatest intentions
They ain’t changing up for public attention
f#ck is you kidding, no squares around me my radius different
Went deep in my mind while cooking up rhymes
If you don’t like it get the f#ck out the kitchen
About time for you n#gg#s to listen, i been the man
Inside my area code, the dopest with flows, can’t nobody ruin my plans
I don’t need handouts ’cause i standout, and my mental trigger never jam
Not backing out or backing down
You gonna have to kill me where i stand, forreal
n#gg#s already know that i’m in this sh#t until i die
Trauma growing up, was barley holding up
I’m surprised i made it twenty-five
But don’t jinx it, i been home swinging at the clock just to past time
And nowadays you need a full clip, or be equipped when you go outside, n#gg#
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