Pain & Survival
From young I had respect from the old Gs
On it for a scrap I never knew about no cold feet
Told bro if you see him better phone me
Send the location right now I'm on the way G
Pain & survival is the way the life made me
Told my girl I'm emotionally scarred like baby
I've looked the devil in the eye you couldn't scare me
How this nigga kill my mum on Christmas Day G
The trauma affected me my temper is crazy
My dad died of cancer from smoking daily
I'm in the booth with a maggie and a haze spliff
It's only truths in my raps I couldn't fake shit
Thought I was going jail but the sentence suspended
My co D, had another a case, it was pending
Said he getting locked cah he a risk of re offending
Told ma nigga ride it, his in there, blending
Zim boy, grew up in the bd city
What you think boy, the life that I seen quite gritty
My bro said I'm good, with the flows, like biggy
A nigga from the mud, you know, I'm with it
If they ever talk rap and they don't mention the kid
Well it's must be all cap cos I'm the realist there is
Free ma brother sam cah he'll be gone for a bit
Remember we was young we thought these times would be lit
Same 24 hours that's what molly mae said
My niggaz send text out when they wake up from bed
Another day another risk to make a raise off Z
I know some niggaz only trapping so the kids get fed
27 years on earth ya boy really getting older
Things need get done I got weight on my shoulder
I'm tryna cut through with my brothers like the jonas
They say we got freedom but the system owns us
If evil made a choice then I think that it chose us
It's fucked up the shit that this life really showed us
Survival kids we the dreamers and hopers
You gotta, play for keeps that's what living really taught us
Stay away from my man to feds his a talker
On it for a scrap I never knew about no cold feet
Told bro if you see him better phone me
Send the location right now I'm on the way G
Pain & survival is the way the life made me
Told my girl I'm emotionally scarred like baby
I've looked the devil in the eye you couldn't scare me
How this nigga kill my mum on Christmas Day G
The trauma affected me my temper is crazy
My dad died of cancer from smoking daily
I'm in the booth with a maggie and a haze spliff
It's only truths in my raps I couldn't fake shit
Thought I was going jail but the sentence suspended
My co D, had another a case, it was pending
Said he getting locked cah he a risk of re offending
Told ma nigga ride it, his in there, blending
Zim boy, grew up in the bd city
What you think boy, the life that I seen quite gritty
My bro said I'm good, with the flows, like biggy
A nigga from the mud, you know, I'm with it
If they ever talk rap and they don't mention the kid
Well it's must be all cap cos I'm the realist there is
Free ma brother sam cah he'll be gone for a bit
Remember we was young we thought these times would be lit
Same 24 hours that's what molly mae said
My niggaz send text out when they wake up from bed
Another day another risk to make a raise off Z
I know some niggaz only trapping so the kids get fed
27 years on earth ya boy really getting older
Things need get done I got weight on my shoulder
I'm tryna cut through with my brothers like the jonas
They say we got freedom but the system owns us
If evil made a choice then I think that it chose us
It's fucked up the shit that this life really showed us
Survival kids we the dreamers and hopers
You gotta, play for keeps that's what living really taught us
Stay away from my man to feds his a talker
Credits
Writer(s): Zee Ntini
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