Trials & Tribulations

Niggas always with they hand out but ain't got shit To give
Trials and tribulations of the life that I gotta live
If I get Locked up you wouldn't write me so you not my friend
Hanging round sum members gettin money all we know is win

Never wanted to fit in ALWAYS wanna be me
I can post any block in the hood they welcome thee
They know I got my own gun so I move comfortably
Any time I fell off I had to get back on my feet

Bad bitch from Midwest I had that hoe on her knees
She said boy you went off I do it on every beat
Plus she like the way I dress
And love when we fuck to sleep
If I drop a tape tonight
I bet the city fuck wit me

By the time September here ima be 1 Up Jay Bandz
If you don't know bout virgo season then you don't stand a chance
Choppa got the opps diddy bopping like it's a tik tok dance
We been getting money while they ass selling food stamps

Niggas always with they hand out but ain't got shit To give
Trials and tribulations of the life that I gotta live
If I get Locked up you wouldn't write me so you not my friend
Hanging round sum members gettin money all we know is win

Trials and tribulations in my life but I ain't tryna die
Did a lot to get here now it's time i shine like I'm Mike (
Any day we could go so
I say love you instead of bye
Now a days everybody tryna balance lows wit the highs

Every time I turn around they say somebody close died
That shit make my heart hurt and my eyes wanna cry
Rip my fallen ones they said he was a stand up guy

I een rollin' wiz and snoop dogg logs tryna be high all night
Even got on a knee and told the lord that I need his might
29 gen 4 cost 650 this bitch my new pipe
I'm still kicking 10 rounds in I go the whole fight

Say we grew up like brothers but we actually cousins
Now I'm thinking like what done happen to em
These niggas ain't reall nighas is snakes
That's why I'm strapped in the battlefield

Now I'm on the road goin to my show
I'm in Atlanta and it feel good
I'm on this balcony wit my feet kicked up hold on wait lemme spark my wood

2 times for Monte so everything in life good
St. Peter's street be known crack but ain't nun like oak wood
Every where I went in life I always been misunderstood
Now I'm drinking a bottle in Orlando just living life how you wish you could

Niggas always with they hand out but ain't got shit To give
Trials and tribulations of the life that I gotta live
If I get Locked up you wouldn't write me so you not my friend
Hanging round sum members gettin money all we know is win

Never wanted to fit in ALWAYS wanna be me
I can post any block in the hood they welcome thee
They know I got my own gun so I move comfortably
Any time I fell off I had to get back on my feet



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Bandz
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