Nothing

Stomach started growling
Aint have nothin to eat
Daddy wasn't round
Moms couldn't keep me outta the streets
They charging us as adults
Aint have time to be kids
Day 1's doing bids
Why my heart cold as a fridge
Seen my homie blow his mind when I seen him snort a line
Just to take away the pain
I had better plans
And then he put the gun up up in my hands
Thats when everything changed

Its a war outside
And you cant strattle the fence
Got an eye on every car that'll ride around wit the tint
Rather be scared straight before I be some dead weight
Grams wanted me out the street life
Inside by the street lights
Coppers jump out ona scene and don't care who they take
Rather us behind bars
Than a estate behind gates
Closest friends turn to foes
Gotta stay up on ya toes
Out here moving eyes closed
Get knocked right out ya soles
Call me anti social
Post to cause I aint feeling niggas
Wasn't down man I be Fucc'd if they hit the ceiling wit us
Oh they heard you made it and wanna be right beside you
Strippers aint been through half the shit
I had to grind through
Born in this lifestyle
Ever since we was boys
We some soldiers in the field
Still praying we get deployed
I was taught when you great some succas will really fear you
Hated up on my drive
And now they all in my rearview
Fucc'em

I could see the snakes in the grass
So ima get to mowing
They switched sides when I was down on my ass
I aint trippen ima show'em
I was broke I aint have
And now im clouting all this cash
This rap shit I got it going
Tables turned same ones see me now I ride pass
Keep it moving I don't owe'm
Nothin

Strangers calling want a favor
But I cant do nothing for ya
Spin the corner before I park
Cant ignore the paranoia
Stick and move when im out
Im never thinking that im safe
Galatoires on my mind
I feel everything be at steak
Situations give me deja vu
Im genius I was meant for this
Never wore a mask
But surrounded by these Impkisses
The definition is
I was bread for this kinda rap
A crazy linebacker
Im just thinking bout the contact
Properties im buying that
Relators be annoying me
Stuggled but they slept in a bed
It was the floor for me
Left me in a hut
I was gone before they noticed it
If ya problems make it to the net
Then its over wit
Breaking down barriers
Im foreign to that writers block
Ship sailed and niggas got left
And I aint try to stop
They tried to belittle me
Comparing all the differences
Shit left them niggas on the wrong side of history

I could see the snakes in the grass
So ima get to mowing
They switched sides when I was down on my ass
I aint trippen ima show'em
I was broke I aint have
And now im clouting all this cash
This rap shit I got it going
Tables turned same ones see me now I ride pass
Keep it moving I don't owe'm
Nothin



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Writer(s): Anthony Snead
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