Way Inn
Nigga I'm from the ghetto
And I'm juss tired of the trenches
Ar be working hard sleepless night tryna win-win
We be grinding and sweating for every penny
While the older heads and governors are sipping henny
Life is hard but I know some niggas had it worse
Nothing good poppin' it's like living in a curse
All up in the stores walkin' with an empty pack,
Struggle for survival we be prayin' for the best (yeah)
I'm tryna find ma way in, ohh bitch I'm tryna find ma way in
I'm trynna find ma way in, ohh bitch I'm tryna find ma way in
I say:
Got a lottah running on my head, bitch I'm in deep brains,
My fields so dry i juss hope it rains
Lately i be stressin' like I'm 30 but I'm 21,
I be wondering will i make it before even 25
Damn I'm in school, this shit is ain't cool, it got me WORKY like a tool
Connections killing qualifications, some thigs are never guaranteed
Ma trap-raps off limits,I rap in jargons
I spit fire burning all these niggas like a dragon
Cannot hear nigga don't beg me for a filthy pardon
I'm heading for the take, cut my piece up on the cake
It's YN Dirt, Forever the future and alla the time
Nigga I'm from the ghetto
And I'm juss tired of the trenches
Ar be working hard sleepless night tryna win-win
We be grinding and sweating for every penny
While the older heads and governors are sipping henny
Life is hard but I know some niggas had it worse
Nothing good poppin' it's like living in a curse
All up in the stores walkin' with an empty pack,
Struggle for survival we be prayin' for the best (Yeah)
And I'm juss tired of the trenches
Ar be working hard sleepless night tryna win-win
We be grinding and sweating for every penny
While the older heads and governors are sipping henny
Life is hard but I know some niggas had it worse
Nothing good poppin' it's like living in a curse
All up in the stores walkin' with an empty pack,
Struggle for survival we be prayin' for the best (yeah)
I'm tryna find ma way in, ohh bitch I'm tryna find ma way in
I'm trynna find ma way in, ohh bitch I'm tryna find ma way in
I say:
Got a lottah running on my head, bitch I'm in deep brains,
My fields so dry i juss hope it rains
Lately i be stressin' like I'm 30 but I'm 21,
I be wondering will i make it before even 25
Damn I'm in school, this shit is ain't cool, it got me WORKY like a tool
Connections killing qualifications, some thigs are never guaranteed
Ma trap-raps off limits,I rap in jargons
I spit fire burning all these niggas like a dragon
Cannot hear nigga don't beg me for a filthy pardon
I'm heading for the take, cut my piece up on the cake
It's YN Dirt, Forever the future and alla the time
Nigga I'm from the ghetto
And I'm juss tired of the trenches
Ar be working hard sleepless night tryna win-win
We be grinding and sweating for every penny
While the older heads and governors are sipping henny
Life is hard but I know some niggas had it worse
Nothing good poppin' it's like living in a curse
All up in the stores walkin' with an empty pack,
Struggle for survival we be prayin' for the best (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Siphiwe Mbuyisa
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