Monster
Daddy was a hustler
Mom got high my any means
Grams, she ran a cold machine
Yeah this shit runs in my genes
My hustle started on the block grinding
Dropped out of school cause the money had the kid blinded
Feeling no one can fade me, a gutter baby
All I wanted was to be just like me
I am a monster
You can call me the glorious
Seems I'm stuck here in this game
All I know is this street life and it's a goddamn shame
Please understand I really was never given a chance
I was pushed to the streets and forced to be a man
I had to show a side to those watching eyes
To prove my gangster would be upheld at all times
It is amazing how many of you hate me
Really it don't pierce me cause there are many more who praise me
Gunplay from turf wars leaving the block a ghost town
Never back down
I feel it in my reach
I'm about to get crowned
I'm a gutter baby forever and that won't change
I was cut from a rare grade and I'm married to the game
I know there's a better way but I search and cannot find
They say "do the right thing" and I done tried so many times
When I beat on my chest
That's just me
Out in this concrete jungle boy
I am a beast
'Cause I am a monster
You can call me the glorious
Seems I'm stuck here in this game
All I know is this street life and it's a goddamn shame
Oh all I know is this street like and it's a goddamn shame
I'm a monster
You can call me the glorious
Yeah i'm a warrior
From the home of the warriors
Feel the force
I'm a product that will never go soft
I'm a problem that will never be solved
When it's funk
Nigger, guess who they call
A bare face, a vision, nigger, pushing five stars
I'm raw
More doper than Ricky Ross
I'm a rare breed
I'm cut from a rare cloth
I'm not all hard
My nigger, I got smarts
If you sin against the kid
I'll leave you with holy thoughts
I'm so cold, my nigger, I breathe frost
I'm the only thing that I'm afraid of
Oh lord, I'm just a living lost soul
More evil than Jigsaw
From here where do I go
Oh no
I already know the answer but I pray that I'm wrong
And please forgive me for askin'
Mom got high my any means
Grams, she ran a cold machine
Yeah this shit runs in my genes
My hustle started on the block grinding
Dropped out of school cause the money had the kid blinded
Feeling no one can fade me, a gutter baby
All I wanted was to be just like me
I am a monster
You can call me the glorious
Seems I'm stuck here in this game
All I know is this street life and it's a goddamn shame
Please understand I really was never given a chance
I was pushed to the streets and forced to be a man
I had to show a side to those watching eyes
To prove my gangster would be upheld at all times
It is amazing how many of you hate me
Really it don't pierce me cause there are many more who praise me
Gunplay from turf wars leaving the block a ghost town
Never back down
I feel it in my reach
I'm about to get crowned
I'm a gutter baby forever and that won't change
I was cut from a rare grade and I'm married to the game
I know there's a better way but I search and cannot find
They say "do the right thing" and I done tried so many times
When I beat on my chest
That's just me
Out in this concrete jungle boy
I am a beast
'Cause I am a monster
You can call me the glorious
Seems I'm stuck here in this game
All I know is this street life and it's a goddamn shame
Oh all I know is this street like and it's a goddamn shame
I'm a monster
You can call me the glorious
Yeah i'm a warrior
From the home of the warriors
Feel the force
I'm a product that will never go soft
I'm a problem that will never be solved
When it's funk
Nigger, guess who they call
A bare face, a vision, nigger, pushing five stars
I'm raw
More doper than Ricky Ross
I'm a rare breed
I'm cut from a rare cloth
I'm not all hard
My nigger, I got smarts
If you sin against the kid
I'll leave you with holy thoughts
I'm so cold, my nigger, I breathe frost
I'm the only thing that I'm afraid of
Oh lord, I'm just a living lost soul
More evil than Jigsaw
From here where do I go
Oh no
I already know the answer but I pray that I'm wrong
And please forgive me for askin'
Credits
Writer(s): Jarren Jarred Benton, Charles Stephens Iii, Robert Edward Stribling, Christopher Parker, Theartis Jeron Thomas
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