Pride To The Side

Trying to put away my pride
Told me you would give me honesty and then you lied
Confused on all these rules and I don't think I can abide
I done started cutting ties cause I'm so fucking sick and tired
Ooh Ooh
Handle my issue to the T
Cause I'ma wipe his nose if a nigga try to slime
Rest in peace to all the G's and any part of me that died
And if that cause was homicide I'll get revenge just give me time

Can't put my pride to the side cause it provide me with a shield
When I tried it got me killed, well at least that's how it feel
When it all falls down you not around to help rebuild
Throwing salt on all these wounds and just assuming that he healed
But I haven't
Treating all my demons like a pageant
The greatest kind of beauty usually hidden in the madness
These streets so full of grief, a lot of beef and getting active
Shit be getting ugly but the money getting attractive

We the ones they slept on
That make it easy to get crept on
My hittas step on niggaz
Some of mine got stepped on
It come with it
Charge your pain to the game and just have fun with it
I sit back watching and plotting but I ain't done with it, No
This Glock can join a rock band it got a drum in it
Street smart mean think smart you can't be dumb in it
That's how a lot of souljas dying young in it
Every car from 2012 to 15 we spun in it
I be surprised this heart of mine even got love in it
When my hardest times started all the love ended
Yeah
I ain't see none of these niggas like I'm suspended
Relationships had made it difficult to trust women
Yeah
Gotta let that breathe, Aye
They wonder how I keep a smile because my Grams did it
Her and Auntie passed and my connection to my fam ended
My mama side sat back and lied but I don't think on it
I'ma kill you over Nick don't even speak on 'em
If I was to die today I know that Bugz riding
So if he ever give the word you know that Bird sliding
For all my people gone I'm going all in
Soon as the 8 get out them gates you know we balling
Gotta give my kids what I had and what I didn't
No relationship with my dad so I'm just glad I'm living different
I found out that he passed, I hope he'd known that I forgive him
And I probably wouldn't have been this fucking strong
If I was with him
Yeah
Everything that seems to break us and hold us
Could literally make us and mold us
It's all about the way that we perceive it
We get closer to greatness from the day that we believe it, yeah

Can't put my pride to the side cause it provide me with a shield
When I tried it got me killed, well at least that's how it feel
When it all falls down you not around to help rebuild
Throwing salt on all these wounds and just assuming that he healed
But I haven't
Treating all my demons like a pageant
The greatest kind of beauty usually hidden in the madness
These streets so full of grief, a lot of beef and getting active
Shit be getting ugly but the money getting attractive

Oh God It's Bank



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Writer(s): Justin Beasley
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