Struggles
I'm just tried of the lame boys
I can't hear what they ain't on
I think I can hear my grave callin yeah
Got my t shirt full of stains on it yeah
I had a dream with a dream
I swear 2 my mother
I really feel clueless
Niggas be beefin for nothin
No money they ain't never really go through it
Got all these snakes in the grass
If u cut it
I know my hood gone approve of it
Niggas be rats in real life
If you trust then boy
you sure to be foolin
I be dealing with a whole lotta shit
You won even see in a movie
movin on niggas who ain't gone do shit
I pray that your g don't approve this
Lost my lil boy to group that where sick
I wish that them niggas didn't do it
Got me crying like I just lost my kid
The love for my brothers is movin
To all my brothers
Man they know who they are
Life was different
Our streets filled with shark
Mommma home crying it's getting kinda dark
Nd ha lil son not home
Nd he did call at all
He was out all alone
Felt it something goin wrong
You know that life's to short
Under pressure I never broke
How we supposed to know
When the street start going wrong
To my niggas who can't come home
Hold yah, man I kno yah strong
In these streets there is always war
So much life, but it feel so gone
I'm just tried of the lame boys
I can't hear what they ain't on
I think I can hear my grave callin yeah
Got my t shirt full of stains on it yeah
I can't hear what they are on
They just trolling maken movies
I'm just tried of these lil niggas
Nd these lil bitches acting goofey
Last year I was in prison
Too much money I was losin
I was tiered feelin like an animal
Cornered feeling got my loney
Tell them niggas they can never break me
Even if they try to throw me
Eye for eye muthafucka
So when I cash out
You know that they owe me
I praying to my lord
Beggin to wash all my sins Nd
Hopin to get some forgiveness
In case a young nigga went missin
Told my momma that I'll always love her
told my pops that I forgive him
In case their youngin didn't make it out
A peaceful family was the mission
I remember talking to the judge
7hunderd 50 thousand
I remember sayin who I killed
None of my charges at violent
Told my family that we gunna make it
So watch the drip when I am styling
I was dead once upon a time
But now nigga it's gods plan
I can't hear what they ain't on
I think I can hear my grave callin yeah
Got my t shirt full of stains on it yeah
I had a dream with a dream
I swear 2 my mother
I really feel clueless
Niggas be beefin for nothin
No money they ain't never really go through it
Got all these snakes in the grass
If u cut it
I know my hood gone approve of it
Niggas be rats in real life
If you trust then boy
you sure to be foolin
I be dealing with a whole lotta shit
You won even see in a movie
movin on niggas who ain't gone do shit
I pray that your g don't approve this
Lost my lil boy to group that where sick
I wish that them niggas didn't do it
Got me crying like I just lost my kid
The love for my brothers is movin
To all my brothers
Man they know who they are
Life was different
Our streets filled with shark
Mommma home crying it's getting kinda dark
Nd ha lil son not home
Nd he did call at all
He was out all alone
Felt it something goin wrong
You know that life's to short
Under pressure I never broke
How we supposed to know
When the street start going wrong
To my niggas who can't come home
Hold yah, man I kno yah strong
In these streets there is always war
So much life, but it feel so gone
I'm just tried of the lame boys
I can't hear what they ain't on
I think I can hear my grave callin yeah
Got my t shirt full of stains on it yeah
I can't hear what they are on
They just trolling maken movies
I'm just tried of these lil niggas
Nd these lil bitches acting goofey
Last year I was in prison
Too much money I was losin
I was tiered feelin like an animal
Cornered feeling got my loney
Tell them niggas they can never break me
Even if they try to throw me
Eye for eye muthafucka
So when I cash out
You know that they owe me
I praying to my lord
Beggin to wash all my sins Nd
Hopin to get some forgiveness
In case a young nigga went missin
Told my momma that I'll always love her
told my pops that I forgive him
In case their youngin didn't make it out
A peaceful family was the mission
I remember talking to the judge
7hunderd 50 thousand
I remember sayin who I killed
None of my charges at violent
Told my family that we gunna make it
So watch the drip when I am styling
I was dead once upon a time
But now nigga it's gods plan
Credits
Writer(s): Raphael Herrera
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