We makin moves i got room for you on the bandwagon
My homies down to ride even if i am crashin
They say im crazy or maybe i just been trippin
Cause the people i look up to now view me as competition uhh
You lack originality but you say that you different
I speak about reality, you speaking television
You speaking ghetto you dont understand the definition
I seen the from the beginning man i had tunnel vision uh
But thats the shit that gets you killed at the age of 19 man the stuggles getting real
Cause we got some empty stomachs thats gon need to be filled
Its like i been livin life on a motherfuckin grill
Buried and burned alive season me with these lies
Flip me to the other side til im black inside
But they dont know me from the core, how i started out poor
How we ain't have a place to stay knockin door by door
Its like im watching for the cops, you watchin jersey shore?
How i been plottin for the top, how you ain't heard of the boy?
When its my mother gettin beat yall can't feel on that
Grandma think i might get killed by a deal gone bad
But whats life if you dont even take a risk?
The who where whens and the what ifs
Who gon put money in my books if i got locked up today
Who gon put flowers by my grave if god takes me away
Aye