[ Featuring Ty Farris ]
(Verse 1)
Stealing food from the corner store just tryna survive
Age 9 tryna provide you can't block a promising mind
Hard to see through bullshit sometimes we follow the blind
Growing pains of the grind, gotta swallow the pride
Ain't see my first pair of Nike's till 7th grade
Before 1st hour hit Ant crib for the freshest fade
A precious age, easy to influence and lead astray
Praying for better days, my upbringing definitely left a stain
My brain don't function like most people this road evil
Picture being bare-footed walking streets full of dope needles
I did that, racing up the block to the old regal
Best advice came from a fiend, live for today cuz it's no sequel
Lost a friend at a young age, first time that i felt pain
Then it happened so much i became numb
This the song of my life, know I'm beating the same drum
This perspective to understand where i came from, nigga
(Chorus)
Had to embrace the pain
At a young age i realized nothing ah change
A lot rage in my brain, I just wanna let it go
Pen my sins or let that weapon
No
Had to embrace the pain
At a young age i realized nothing ah change
A lot rage in my brain, I just wanna let it go
Pen my sins or let that weapon
Fasho
(Verse 2)
A street cinema starring me, father free
Poverty didn't pardon me, most nights i would hardly sleep
Life wasn't Dawson Creek or Baywatch on an awesome beach
It was chalk on streets and dark hearts that like to talk with heat
Used to dream but them thoughts decrease
Still get nauseous seeing a dark Caprice
Paranoid bouta toss the piece
Tossed in the fire had to fin for myself
Phony friends can't wait to grin at the minute I melt
Distress signals I was sending, no one sending me help
In the cesspool swimming like Phelps defending my belt
Bumps and bruises, lumps for losers, every moment you need to learn from it
Or end up being for the worm stomach tryna serve something
Everything that i got, I had to earn hustling
Can't be on the curb bluffing when bullets out the Thunderbird humming
This life of soldier my flag 6 Mile And Davison
No days off gotta train to win
(Chorus)
Had to embrace the pain
At a young age i realized nothing ah change
A lot rage in my brain, I just wanna let it go
Pen my sins or let that weapon
No
Had to embrace the pain
At a young age i realized nothing ah change
A lot rage in my brain, I just wanna let it go
Pen my sins or let that weapon
Fasho
