Trials and tribulations, baby, but I'm a warrior, not a victim, so know that, Shadow
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried, don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize, it's middle fingers up to the public eye
Coming in to a fit of rage, I'm going in bout to slaughter the game, cause I don't do this for money or fame, this is what I do just to keep me sane
This ain't for suburban kids, take your shit then take your bitch, just because my dick legit now she can't help to picture it
Being me, this shit ain't free, when you've always kept it G
Dot your I's and cross your T's, now they want me to be GD
Dirty South Tennessee, Nashville, home to gangsters, gold grills, big surprise I ain't been killed, no surprise that I could still
Battled with pits, hopped over the fence before my ass got torn to bits
Had no time to take no pics, had no time to give two shits
Broken and battered I climbed that ladder, shook it off like it don't matter
Rode with the baddest, now I'm badder, sold that ice that shit was shatter
Smoked that gas, sold that green, left that team to go do me
Couple dollars and a dream, no lovers but love scenes
Had to fight to earn my stripes, many nights with quarters tight
Catch no feelings, only flights, smash on sight, I'm smash for life
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
They're screaming for me to give it up now, but there ain't no way, just don't know how
I spit too foul on a block that's pow pow bow chicka wow wow
I'm still shelter, shelter from city to city
Walking down the highway waving a 20, hitchhiking country to country
From Tennessee to New Hampshire, not a damn thing about me is sure
I let that whiskey pour, leave the world in a blackout blur
Wake up in psych wards, doc said yo it's back to the drawing board
Purpose must be more, cause my world's been blacker before
Die like four different times, come back as a cat with nine lives
Wipe blood from my own eyes then tell everyone how I'm just fine
I'm thuggin' just to get by, I'm thuggin' under the street light
Nigga buggin' tryna take mine, I'm alright keepin' it thug life
Food in my knapsack, clothes in my backpack, coping tips inside my hat
Extra bullets for this gat, in case the wrong hoods where I'm at
Low key on a mission, it come with some split decisions
I'm so down and hidden, old friends don't recognize me anymore than I reckon
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalized
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
My survival is daily, daily like really, really
Got no roof man, I got no silly
F*ck uncle Sam bury your money
I'm coping with the stress of, sirens comin' to kill me
I go from a lack of sleep to a glitch in my psyche
Do blessings come to those with no address for letters
No phone service for numbers
Oh my lord do I wonder
Or did I stutter when I pray for my days to get better
If not you then who feels my hunger
Strike with lightning, strike me with thunder
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Trials and tribulations, baby, but I'm a warrior, not a victim, so know that, Shadow
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried, don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize, it's middle fingers up to the public eye
Coming in to a fit of rage, I'm going in bout to slaughter the game, cause I don't do this for money or fame, this is what I do just to keep me sane
This ain't for suburban kids, take your shit then take your bitch, just because my dick legit now she can't help to picture it
Being me, this shit ain't free, when you've always kept it G
Dot your I's and cross your T's, now they want me to be GD
Dirty South Tennessee, Nashville, home to gangsters, gold grills, big surprise I ain't been killed, no surprise that I could still
Battled with pits, hopped over the fence before my ass got torn to bits
Had no time to take no pics, had no time to give two shits
Broken and battered I climbed that ladder, shook it off like it don't matter
Rode with the baddest, now I'm badder, sold that ice that shit was shatter
Smoked that gas, sold that green, left that team to go do me
Couple dollars and a dream, no lovers but love scenes
Had to fight to earn my stripes, many nights with quarters tight
Catch no feelings, only flights, smash on sight, I'm smash for life
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
They're screaming for me to give it up now, but there ain't no way, just don't know how
I spit too foul on a block that's pow pow bow chicka wow wow
I'm still shelter, shelter from city to city
Walking down the highway waving a 20, hitchhiking country to country
From Tennessee to New Hampshire, not a damn thing about me is sure
I let that whiskey pour, leave the world in a blackout blur
Wake up in psych wards, doc said yo it's back to the drawing board
Purpose must be more, cause my world's been blacker before
Die like four different times, come back as a cat with nine lives
Wipe blood from my own eyes then tell everyone how I'm just fine
I'm thuggin' just to get by, I'm thuggin' under the street light
Nigga buggin' tryna take mine, I'm alright keepin' it thug life
Food in my knapsack, clothes in my backpack, coping tips inside my hat
Extra bullets for this gat, in case the wrong hoods where I'm at
Low key on a mission, it come with some split decisions
I'm so down and hidden, old friends don't recognize me anymore than I reckon
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalized
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
My survival is daily, daily like really, really
Got no roof man, I got no silly
F*ck uncle Sam bury your money
I'm coping with the stress of, sirens comin' to kill me
I go from a lack of sleep to a glitch in my psyche
Do blessings come to those with no address for letters
No phone service for numbers
Oh my lord do I wonder
Or did I stutter when I pray for my days to get better
If not you then who feels my hunger
Strike with lightning, strike me with thunder
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried, don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize, it's middle fingers up to the public eye
Coming in to a fit of rage, I'm going in bout to slaughter the game, cause I don't do this for money or fame, this is what I do just to keep me sane
This ain't for suburban kids, take your shit then take your bitch, just because my dick legit now she can't help to picture it
Being me, this shit ain't free, when you've always kept it G
Dot your I's and cross your T's, now they want me to be GD
Dirty South Tennessee, Nashville, home to gangsters, gold grills, big surprise I ain't been killed, no surprise that I could still
Battled with pits, hopped over the fence before my ass got torn to bits
Had no time to take no pics, had no time to give two shits
Broken and battered I climbed that ladder, shook it off like it don't matter
Rode with the baddest, now I'm badder, sold that ice that shit was shatter
Smoked that gas, sold that green, left that team to go do me
Couple dollars and a dream, no lovers but love scenes
Had to fight to earn my stripes, many nights with quarters tight
Catch no feelings, only flights, smash on sight, I'm smash for life
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalize
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
They're screaming for me to give it up now, but there ain't no way, just don't know how
I spit too foul on a block that's pow pow bow chicka wow wow
I'm still shelter, shelter from city to city
Walking down the highway waving a 20, hitchhiking country to country
From Tennessee to New Hampshire, not a damn thing about me is sure
I let that whiskey pour, leave the world in a blackout blur
Wake up in psych wards, doc said yo it's back to the drawing board
Purpose must be more, cause my world's been blacker before
Die like four different times, come back as a cat with nine lives
Wipe blood from my own eyes then tell everyone how I'm just fine
I'm thuggin' just to get by, I'm thuggin' under the street light
Nigga buggin' tryna take mine, I'm alright keepin' it thug life
Food in my knapsack, clothes in my backpack, coping tips inside my hat
Extra bullets for this gat, in case the wrong hoods where I'm at
Low key on a mission, it come with some split decisions
I'm so down and hidden, old friends don't recognize me anymore than I reckon
You don't have a clue on how many tears that I cried
Don't know the pain that I hide, no you don't know how hard I have tried
They base my life off these lies, forever criminalized
It's middle fingers up to the public eye
My survival is daily, daily like really, really
Got no roof man, I got no silly
F*ck uncle Sam bury your money
I'm coping with the stress of, sirens comin' to kill me
I go from a lack of sleep to a glitch in my psyche
Do blessings come to those with no address for letters
No phone service for numbers
Oh my lord do I wonder
Or did I stutter when I pray for my days to get better
If not you then who feels my hunger
Strike with lightning, strike me with thunder
Writer: Brett Arnold
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