Struggle

I remember colds nights
No ac we had to hold tight
Just to stay wound arm
The storm cutting off the whole lights
Walk or bus
Naw I'm riding on this old bike
Ducking and dodging all the po lice
Till the pole right
Or the stack in my pocket get old
I'm in the trenches underwater so I'm never gone fold
Huh
7 Grade finally pocket a fone
10th otta strength
My Heart still crushing like bones
Cuz I never scared of the ending
Start raping hoping I'm gone get it
Never when jail but got arrested
All bets on me
Just Like a new investment
Using all these words just like a lethal weapon
Graduated from the tech but with This tech
I'm causing a interception
No misconception
They crossing me no intersection
Didn't have it but Now im a blessing



Credits
Writer(s): Jabril Lilly
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