Inspirational
I was walking thru the storm tryna boss up as I can
I thought I could be better when these haters say I can't
Since I came outta the womb I had grew up as a man
I know you got to be careful when you're talking around your friends
I told my son soon you'll never look at me for revenge
The pressure tryna get to me I know I can't repent
I got family who look down on me can't lose them once again
I got haters out here doubting me tryna see me in pen
So I'm tryna stay motivated
But I'm hesitating
How a nigga can be elevating
When I'm losing concentration
Gotta separate myself
Before these haters Assassinate me
Who would of thought nigga went thru the mud
Can't go back to the days where I'm depending on drugs
I'm Still a wild nigga who don't give a fuck
Gotta take care of my love ones that what you do as a boss
Most these rappers falling off
Niggas capping tell them off
Niggas switching they some frauds
You feeling froggy square up dawg
Me and myself we get along
Please don't ask me what is wrong
Hop in the Kia I'm gone
Me and hoes don't get along
If she ain't working at all
I ain't like these niggas They don't have the sauce
Let lift up our glass I'm making a toast
Rip to the fallen Rest In Peace to my bro
I don't care bout the money i still don't have enough
My Last day in this world I will hit my last puff
Reminiscing the days when I ran thru these brawn's
I thought I could be better when these haters say I can't
Since I came outta the womb I had grew up as a man
I know you got to be careful when you're talking around your friends
I told my son soon you'll never look at me for revenge
The pressure tryna get to me I know I can't repent
I got family who look down on me can't lose them once again
I got haters out here doubting me tryna see me in pen
So I'm tryna stay motivated
But I'm hesitating
How a nigga can be elevating
When I'm losing concentration
Gotta separate myself
Before these haters Assassinate me
Who would of thought nigga went thru the mud
Can't go back to the days where I'm depending on drugs
I'm Still a wild nigga who don't give a fuck
Gotta take care of my love ones that what you do as a boss
Most these rappers falling off
Niggas capping tell them off
Niggas switching they some frauds
You feeling froggy square up dawg
Me and myself we get along
Please don't ask me what is wrong
Hop in the Kia I'm gone
Me and hoes don't get along
If she ain't working at all
I ain't like these niggas They don't have the sauce
Let lift up our glass I'm making a toast
Rip to the fallen Rest In Peace to my bro
I don't care bout the money i still don't have enough
My Last day in this world I will hit my last puff
Reminiscing the days when I ran thru these brawn's
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Clarke
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