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From the third coast to the west coast you feel me

I know it ain't always easy comin up
You don't got nobody in your corner and it's tough
We ain't talkin bout none of the trauma we do drugs
Posted on my lonely when I smoke and pour this cup
I know it ain't always easy comin up
You don't got nobody in your corner and it's tough
We ain't talkin bout none of the trauma we do drugs
Posted on my lonely when I smoke and pour this cup

Maybe imma make it
Send my brother on vacation
All it really take is patience
Little work and dedication

I ain't never give up hope
Not even when I was broke
Blowing marijuana smoke
Grandma think that imma joke

That's ok I'm gettin mine
May be struggling at times
Muthafuck all of that pride
Cuz some days you gotta cry

Mama still a fiend
But she told me get that green
She said boi don't drink no lean
That's what I do in my dreams

But I feel I've lost direction
Ain't been riding with that weapon
Paranoia got me stressing
Maybe that shit just a blessing

I might slip up at least once
They might test me with a gun
Cock it back and fill me up
I been felt like I was done

I know it ain't always easy comin up
You don't got nobody in your corner and it's tough
We ain't talkin bout none of the trauma we do drugs
Posted on my lonely when I smoke and pour this cup
I know it ain't always easy comin up
You don't got nobody in your corner and it's tough
We ain't talkin bout none of the trauma we do drugs
Posted on my lonely when I smoke and pour this cup

Sometimes I don't think you understand the shit I say
When I fell you that I'm loyal I'll take that shit to the grave
All I do is preach this wisdom I'm the bishop not a saint
Hell nah I ain't close to perfect but I promise you I'm great

Myla told me I would make it in this game but then she dipped
That's ok we all got trauma comin from relationships
I don't hold shit over no one we all got a life to live
All I ask is keep it real with me before I lose my shit

Babygirl I'm just a man
With this bottle in my hand
Coulda been under the sand
But I'm with you countin bands

That's marie that's in my bed
And the thoughts inside my head
Girl I'm with you till I'm dead
And I meant what all I said foreal

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