Section 8

Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow

It was long nights was up aint had no sleep
Could barely eat
I was struggling like ah G
Don't be beefin wit my brudda imma put Yhu on ah tee
Smoking runts and hella weed
I'm too loaded In these streets
Yeah
My big bro push ah P
He hold it he from the streets
Mg rockin
Barely speak
At the top
I'm tryna reach
Ain't nobody in yo corner
When you coming to yo last
Don't be worried bout these bitches
Better run Yhu up ah bag
Remember I was down bad
To my last
And dey laughed
Now I really found ah craft
They really mad
That's so ashamed
For I make it out my city
They might try to buss my brain
But I ain't gone for it
I ain't gone for it
I can't even tell no lie

Cause I be preaching
I was in my head
All alonethinking bout demon
Every night I can't even go to sleep
I Gotta go and grab my pipe
Life ah gamble I got it tatted
Nigga live it wrong or right
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow
Section 8 baby
Was sleeping on tha floor
Hard times really made me
I'm just tryna blow



Credits
Writer(s): Damontay Buxton
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