Nightmares of bein broke forever
I'm wakin up in cold sweats
And down to smoke whoever
I'm preppin for the worst and never hope for better
Cuz the fam that you considered close will wet ya
And that man that u respected the most will set ya
Leave you left without a sweater in the coldest weather
It's not a squad if u gotta watch whos beside you
He'll get u bodied then send some flowers to mom dukes
Thats why im ridin and pray to god i can slide thru
Them gates nigga, f*ck what u think nigga
I'm just grindin for a mill wit alot on my plate nigga
20/20 vision wit my eyes on that wraith nigga
Shit is wild on these blocks its alot of disgraced niggas
I refuse to add on so my minds on this cake nigga
Let me be great nigga, this only for the trillest
Call game jay bilas, may hate but they feel us
See the change in the niggas
Getting faker by the minute
So im reppin' every second
Still steppin wit the weapon
Get checks keep progressing
Still wreck wit agression
You gotta bet nigga bet it
If its petty I wont sweat it
Man life is like a teacher every lesson's a blessing
Every breathe is like guessin when your next one will come
But who am I execpt a nigga who is next of them slums
That nearly murdered me
So I dont feel no pressure from bums
F*ck if u heard of me, I went and got the bag cuz bro grind
And did it urgently, yall still waitin on a cosign
These bars courtesy, of them northside strees that I be around
Kids walkin to school and seein needles all on the ground
Go to sleep to gunshots tires screeching after the sound
And ya pop mite be the one who hit
How mom gon raise a son in this
I'm slidin wit a gun & clip
Cuz i aint leavin mine alone
And everybody wit him strapped
Welcome to the shotta zone
Yeah, the city where u gotta learn to hoop
And if u miss ya shot then you gotta learn to shoot
The motion is to go from a token into a coupe
But stay focused cuz its niggas out hoping to hit ya roof
Truth, for awhile I had to find myself
Yall was tryna be seen i had to hide myself
Got right and back on the scene i revived myself
Writing checks out to me cuz i signed myself
Rose thru the ranks to the top im close as u think I shouldnt be
Blame the ones that said that I wouldnt be
Rappers all wanna dap nah nigga stay shook of me
At ya next event dont look for me, I'm gucci
Game unruly brain from ya favorite hoochie
YFN out the trap, pockets loaded wit lucci
Zoning in my 2-3 on my 2 feet
If paper is the topic u should im bout my loose leaf
Fully loaded tooley cuz he not for nothin goofy
All them nites i f*cked up gave birth and made a new me
Greetings beloved, they schemin so tuck it
Still keepin from suckas, they see me
But i aint seein no others, if i dont see me no numbers
Man they gon have to RIP me this summer
Since the first heartbeat from my youngin
I been feinin to f*ck it up, yeah the game that is
If you aint down to spar for ya crown u shouldnt claim that shit
Know this hunger came from the bottom yeah I claim that shit
I seen pistols at niggas temples before they banged that shit
Them gunshots scared my son i couldnt fake that shit
Traumatized i cant replace that shit
In 2 weeks, 2 nephews lost 2 dads I cant fake that shit
And I'm praying that these streets wont replace that shit
Reporting, live from the jungle
Where lions will rumble
And young niggas risk they lives for the hustle
This the home of poverty, struggles
Pops in a bubble, Moms doing lines
Stomachs empty, mind full of trouble
Just tryna survive
Sundown can mean rundowns
Duckin shots from that nine
I dont know how I'm alive
Gotta be GOD
Gotta be satin
Slowing my success guess I gotta be patient
Got no time to be wasted
Shaking the demons and the cutthroats
Cuz they cant wait to get you upclose
I demand nothing less than the upmost
Been here before I'm yelling f*ck broke
Head above water like when a duck float
Still dont trust no
What you think its tucked for
Never settle I lust more
Its risky walking out my front door
Still I'm 10 toes
Shittin they want me piss poor
Dissin aint what I'm hear for
Therefore I dont hear no
F*ck niggas or weirdos
Broke givin me earfulls
F*ck em'
F*ck em'
Uhh
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Nightmares of bein broke forever
I'm wakin up in cold sweats
And down to smoke whoever
I'm preppin for the worst and never hope for better
Cuz the fam that you considered close will wet ya
And that man that u respected the most will set ya
Leave you left without a sweater in the coldest weather
It's not a squad if u gotta watch whos beside you
He'll get u bodied then send some flowers to mom dukes
Thats why im ridin and pray to god i can slide thru
Them gates nigga, f*ck what u think nigga
I'm just grindin for a mill wit alot on my plate nigga
20/20 vision wit my eyes on that wraith nigga
Shit is wild on these blocks its alot of disgraced niggas
I refuse to add on so my minds on this cake nigga
Let me be great nigga, this only for the trillest
Call game jay bilas, may hate but they feel us
See the change in the niggas
Getting faker by the minute
So im reppin' every second
Still steppin wit the weapon
Get checks keep progressing
Still wreck wit agression
You gotta bet nigga bet it
If its petty I wont sweat it
Man life is like a teacher every lesson's a blessing
Every breathe is like guessin when your next one will come
But who am I execpt a nigga who is next of them slums
That nearly murdered me
So I dont feel no pressure from bums
F*ck if u heard of me, I went and got the bag cuz bro grind
And did it urgently, yall still waitin on a cosign
These bars courtesy, of them northside strees that I be around
Kids walkin to school and seein needles all on the ground
Go to sleep to gunshots tires screeching after the sound
And ya pop mite be the one who hit
How mom gon raise a son in this
I'm slidin wit a gun & clip
Cuz i aint leavin mine alone
And everybody wit him strapped
Welcome to the shotta zone
Yeah, the city where u gotta learn to hoop
And if u miss ya shot then you gotta learn to shoot
The motion is to go from a token into a coupe
But stay focused cuz its niggas out hoping to hit ya roof
Truth, for awhile I had to find myself
Yall was tryna be seen i had to hide myself
Got right and back on the scene i revived myself
Writing checks out to me cuz i signed myself
Rose thru the ranks to the top im close as u think I shouldnt be
Blame the ones that said that I wouldnt be
Rappers all wanna dap nah nigga stay shook of me
At ya next event dont look for me, I'm gucci
Game unruly brain from ya favorite hoochie
YFN out the trap, pockets loaded wit lucci
Zoning in my 2-3 on my 2 feet
If paper is the topic u should im bout my loose leaf
Fully loaded tooley cuz he not for nothin goofy
All them nites i f*cked up gave birth and made a new me
Greetings beloved, they schemin so tuck it
Still keepin from suckas, they see me
But i aint seein no others, if i dont see me no numbers
Man they gon have to RIP me this summer
Since the first heartbeat from my youngin
I been feinin to f*ck it up, yeah the game that is
If you aint down to spar for ya crown u shouldnt claim that shit
Know this hunger came from the bottom yeah I claim that shit
I seen pistols at niggas temples before they banged that shit
Them gunshots scared my son i couldnt fake that shit
Traumatized i cant replace that shit
In 2 weeks, 2 nephews lost 2 dads I cant fake that shit
And I'm praying that these streets wont replace that shit
Reporting, live from the jungle
Where lions will rumble
And young niggas risk they lives for the hustle
This the home of poverty, struggles
Pops in a bubble, Moms doing lines
Stomachs empty, mind full of trouble
Just tryna survive
Sundown can mean rundowns
Duckin shots from that nine
I dont know how I'm alive
Gotta be GOD
Gotta be satin
Slowing my success guess I gotta be patient
Got no time to be wasted
Shaking the demons and the cutthroats
Cuz they cant wait to get you upclose
I demand nothing less than the upmost
Been here before I'm yelling f*ck broke
Head above water like when a duck float
Still dont trust no
What you think its tucked for
Never settle I lust more
Its risky walking out my front door
Still I'm 10 toes
Shittin they want me piss poor
Dissin aint what I'm hear for
Therefore I dont hear no
F*ck niggas or weirdos
Broke givin me earfulls
F*ck em'
F*ck em'
Uhh
I'm wakin up in cold sweats
And down to smoke whoever
I'm preppin for the worst and never hope for better
Cuz the fam that you considered close will wet ya
And that man that u respected the most will set ya
Leave you left without a sweater in the coldest weather
It's not a squad if u gotta watch whos beside you
He'll get u bodied then send some flowers to mom dukes
Thats why im ridin and pray to god i can slide thru
Them gates nigga, f*ck what u think nigga
I'm just grindin for a mill wit alot on my plate nigga
20/20 vision wit my eyes on that wraith nigga
Shit is wild on these blocks its alot of disgraced niggas
I refuse to add on so my minds on this cake nigga
Let me be great nigga, this only for the trillest
Call game jay bilas, may hate but they feel us
See the change in the niggas
Getting faker by the minute
So im reppin' every second
Still steppin wit the weapon
Get checks keep progressing
Still wreck wit agression
You gotta bet nigga bet it
If its petty I wont sweat it
Man life is like a teacher every lesson's a blessing
Every breathe is like guessin when your next one will come
But who am I execpt a nigga who is next of them slums
That nearly murdered me
So I dont feel no pressure from bums
F*ck if u heard of me, I went and got the bag cuz bro grind
And did it urgently, yall still waitin on a cosign
These bars courtesy, of them northside strees that I be around
Kids walkin to school and seein needles all on the ground
Go to sleep to gunshots tires screeching after the sound
And ya pop mite be the one who hit
How mom gon raise a son in this
I'm slidin wit a gun & clip
Cuz i aint leavin mine alone
And everybody wit him strapped
Welcome to the shotta zone
Yeah, the city where u gotta learn to hoop
And if u miss ya shot then you gotta learn to shoot
The motion is to go from a token into a coupe
But stay focused cuz its niggas out hoping to hit ya roof
Truth, for awhile I had to find myself
Yall was tryna be seen i had to hide myself
Got right and back on the scene i revived myself
Writing checks out to me cuz i signed myself
Rose thru the ranks to the top im close as u think I shouldnt be
Blame the ones that said that I wouldnt be
Rappers all wanna dap nah nigga stay shook of me
At ya next event dont look for me, I'm gucci
Game unruly brain from ya favorite hoochie
YFN out the trap, pockets loaded wit lucci
Zoning in my 2-3 on my 2 feet
If paper is the topic u should im bout my loose leaf
Fully loaded tooley cuz he not for nothin goofy
All them nites i f*cked up gave birth and made a new me
Greetings beloved, they schemin so tuck it
Still keepin from suckas, they see me
But i aint seein no others, if i dont see me no numbers
Man they gon have to RIP me this summer
Since the first heartbeat from my youngin
I been feinin to f*ck it up, yeah the game that is
If you aint down to spar for ya crown u shouldnt claim that shit
Know this hunger came from the bottom yeah I claim that shit
I seen pistols at niggas temples before they banged that shit
Them gunshots scared my son i couldnt fake that shit
Traumatized i cant replace that shit
In 2 weeks, 2 nephews lost 2 dads I cant fake that shit
And I'm praying that these streets wont replace that shit
Reporting, live from the jungle
Where lions will rumble
And young niggas risk they lives for the hustle
This the home of poverty, struggles
Pops in a bubble, Moms doing lines
Stomachs empty, mind full of trouble
Just tryna survive
Sundown can mean rundowns
Duckin shots from that nine
I dont know how I'm alive
Gotta be GOD
Gotta be satin
Slowing my success guess I gotta be patient
Got no time to be wasted
Shaking the demons and the cutthroats
Cuz they cant wait to get you upclose
I demand nothing less than the upmost
Been here before I'm yelling f*ck broke
Head above water like when a duck float
Still dont trust no
What you think its tucked for
Never settle I lust more
Its risky walking out my front door
Still I'm 10 toes
Shittin they want me piss poor
Dissin aint what I'm hear for
Therefore I dont hear no
F*ck niggas or weirdos
Broke givin me earfulls
F*ck em'
F*ck em'
Uhh
Writer: D. HUDSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid