Learnt

Ive been up out of my home
Im Just tryna get honey
I run by the code
Butterflies in my stomach
Until i get home
From the run
Said im tryna get money
Not tryna get done
Fucking around
Burning shit for my lungs
See me smoking
Know im puffing on chron
I aint really got a reason to care
So im doing what i want
And bra im prepared
To get this money off em
Early morning
And we packing the stuffing
Do the dance
While im counting the budget
Im seperating all this shit
For the profit
Not here for helping people
Cause the last time i did it
Aint see it equal
I was Running around
Tryna get it equal
Im still running around
Tryna get it equal
Around 15 maybe 16
Couple oz's in my ripped jeans
By my ballsack po search me
They aint find shit
But a young teen
Went back over to the 6 speed
Got up in it told em they aint Feel shit
I was rolling with a fat grin
Cause my green safe
And my plug g
I dont fuck with no sheep
I got no love for the police
Im a straight G
Get your head knocked
If you try talk down to me
Respects gonna get
Respect back
Shit talk will get you
Nah nah nah nah
They already know the rest lad
They already know the rest
You already know the rest
Ive been gone in the head
Since the day i was born
Been put to the test
Half my friends are all gone
But theyre stuck in my head
Man the feeling is raw
Wanna be dead
But my g's want me living
I'm doing that work
Give a fuck bout the ceiling
Cause i aint stopping
Once i start going up
Used to chasing drugs
Now im chasing the feeling
Yeah im chasing the feeling
Im tryna get back
But im feeling uncertain
About all the shit in my brain
That aint working or fucked
From drugs that i take or i took
Long time
Never gone by a book
Deal with shit
On my own
I dont need any help
Or a girl to take home
Man im used to this shit
Im Comfortable alone

Coming out of the burbs
Livin' down by the bay
I be smoking and shit
Just to deal with the pain
Like living on the frontside
Dealing with the rain
Eating ritalin to concentrate
I feel it in my brain
Cruise in the backseat
Tryna get paid
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late

Coming out of the burbs
Livin' down by the bay
I be smoking and shit
Just to deal with the pain
Like living on the frontside
Dealing with the rain
Eating ritalin to concentrate
I feel it in my brain
Cruise in the backseat
Tryna get paid
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late

Take this
Take that
Firm grip
Whos that
Still roll
With the same pack
Established in 97
Paid my tax
Learnt to hustle from the Streets n that
Man im used to rubble
I Still i bring it back
N lad i never fumble it
Just bun it back
I still got plenty running ni
Like to double dat
Used to sit out
It was cold in the rain
But i learnt to adapt
Got me working my brain
We still folding it back
Counting up getting paid
Pay bills
Buy a smoke
Next week
Do it again
I been filling up a jug
While im setting up on work
Saving that money
To get up out the dirt
Aint fucking around
You are Not my problem
Burnt that place to the grown

Waking up cloggy throat
Spilt some henny on my robe
Forgot plenty from the road
Aint ever forgetting the code
Im still out making this money Of you and him
Fill up my stomach
Then i hit the stu again
Hitting my stomach
I'll probably go spew again
Making this money still feel like im losing it
But fuck it doe
We never change
6 in the morning
A blunt to the face
I got off all the uppers
My heart feeling strange
Brain keep on zapping
Im stuck in my ways
Damage is done
But im still feeling great
Doing me wrong
I'll punch you in the face
Wont dip in your guts
Not a dog i dont play
But i probably still bites
If you get in my face
Fuck cops
I dont care what they say
Smoke in my suburu
Down by the bay
Im still talking to ghoulies
They stuck in my brain
Ill be sipping this shit
Till im passing away
Passing the bottle
We all do the same
Folding up a paper
To smoke it away
Ive been living the same
Since the sky turned to grey
Learnt from the struggle
I remain the same
Learnt from the struggle
I remain the same

All of my memories
Getting the better of me
Forced to therapy
Gave him the better of me
I aint telling him shit
Cruisin now
Aint got a blade to my wrist
I been through it all
I caught a case of the bricks
Keepin' a record
Got my name on he list

Coming out of the burbs
Livin' down by the bay
I be smoking and shit
Just to deal with the pain
Like living on the frontside
Dealing with the rain
Eating ritalin to concentrate
I feel it in my brain
Cruise in the backseat
Tryna get paid
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late

Coming out of the burbs
Livin' down by the bay
I be smoking and shit
Just to deal with the pain
Like living on the frontside
Dealing with the rain
Eating ritalin to concentrate
I feel it in my brain
Cruise in the backseat
Tryna get paid
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late
Too fucked off my head
So im usually late