Grindin'
I'm like Martin Luther king
Young nigga with a dream
I got choppers with a beam case this niggas wanna play
I got niggas in the feds I got niggas in the state
When a nigga hungry I start jugging for a plate
What you know bout cold ass winter
What you know bout eating chips for dinner
What you know bout being homeless
Have you ever been homeless
I'm just tryna be the one to make a difference
Take my niggas out the trenches
Cuz I hate the way we living
Gotta take it nothing giving
I pray everyday forgiveness
Everyday cuz I be sinning
They laughed at me when I'm losing
They gone hate me when ImNo I'm from Chicago
But the nigga with me drilling
In the hood that I come from I seen a lot of killings
Off that crack and that dog food I seen a lot of chicken
I been broke as a bitch but my mind on a million
I been so broke
So broke it hurt me
I been so fucked up fucked up it shows
I been down bad
Like to my lowest
Locked up locked up and I can't call home
But as you can see
A nigga like me gone it eat
Sitting round crying for the weak
Imma make a move as long as I got feet
Change gone come and it's clear to see
Gotta couple day one who want war me
Talk to my momma everyday see expect more from me
Cut off my bitches need attention
They ignoring me
I told em on my day I'll be the one
Yea
Young nigga with a dream
I got choppers with a beam case this niggas wanna play
I got niggas in the feds I got niggas in the state
When a nigga hungry I start jugging for a plate
What you know bout cold ass winter
What you know bout eating chips for dinner
What you know bout being homeless
Have you ever been homeless
I'm just tryna be the one to make a difference
Take my niggas out the trenches
Cuz I hate the way we living
Gotta take it nothing giving
I pray everyday forgiveness
Everyday cuz I be sinning
They laughed at me when I'm losing
They gone hate me when ImNo I'm from Chicago
But the nigga with me drilling
In the hood that I come from I seen a lot of killings
Off that crack and that dog food I seen a lot of chicken
I been broke as a bitch but my mind on a million
I been so broke
So broke it hurt me
I been so fucked up fucked up it shows
I been down bad
Like to my lowest
Locked up locked up and I can't call home
But as you can see
A nigga like me gone it eat
Sitting round crying for the weak
Imma make a move as long as I got feet
Change gone come and it's clear to see
Gotta couple day one who want war me
Talk to my momma everyday see expect more from me
Cut off my bitches need attention
They ignoring me
I told em on my day I'll be the one
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Antwan Green
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