Understand

[Intro]

My bad Smooth, I had to jump on this beat man

Gotta express my pain to 'em

While y'all was in school man, I was somewhere else man

I ain't like y'all guys man

Y'all ain't real as me man



[Freestyle]

It's like success seemed so far

Where I'm from the little kids, they don't play ball

They want a eight-ball, they got a eight-long

They need this money right now and they don't wait long

And I feel they pain, cause I was just there

I had to wear the same sneaks for a fucking year

And I ain't get help, nobody gave us shit

We got it from the muscle, nobody gave us shit

I was fourteen, tryna get money

The old-heads used to come and take shit from me

But they ain't understand, I couldn't eat without'em

I put my gun to use, now I can't sleep without it

I remember nights, it was cold as shit

In an abandoned house, with a candle lit

It was me and Murda, and my cousin Nine

For them two n***as, I would fucking die

Then we met Gome, and he gave us hope

He ain't give us money, but he gave us coke

That n***a taught me the game from the fucking curb

I'd kill for that n***a if he say the word

I said I need a ounce, he said you thinking small

He said you need a house, so n***a go hard

So I took them words, and I made it happen

Then we flipped ten birds, tryna make it rappin'

Fuck a lottery tryna hit the jackpot

I get mine out the water in a crack pot

On a back-block, with a bunch of lowlifes

They tryna come up, so they throw dice

Tryna hit a number, till they number's called

I done sat three summers behind a wall

In a cold cell, getting no mail

Facing murder one, I got no bail

When my son was born, I was in jail

When my brother got shot, I was in jail

Man I'm in hell, I wanna go right

I'm at the end of the tunnel, but there's no light

All I see is fiends, bunch of broken dreams

People losing hope, then they shooting dope

But I'm tryna cope, I see through the fog

So I'm cutting coke, planning for tomorrow

I'm counting drug money, tryna keep centered

But I keep losing, and they keep winning

And they keep grinning, because they see me broke

So I start shooting n***as making sure I won't

Cause I got two kids I gotta look after

But these crackers don't care, they throw the book at 'ya

They'll give you life, cause you whipping white

But this drug money got my family eating right

And they don't understand, they ain't from the hood

I never knew what it was like to have it good

I seen my pop break his back for the White man

Then he started selling dope to the White man

See I wasn't born, with a sliver spoon

I seen my pops bag coke in the living room

I seen the sacrifice, my mom used to make

When she used to starve, but made sure we ate

Man she wouldn't eat, just to get us sneaks

One of us was sick, man she wouldn't sleep

So I go hard, selling coke hard

And they ain't make a way, I had to Bogart

So we pop pills, and we sip rain

And we get drunk, tryna forget the pain

Tryna hide the tears, through the weed smoke

We ain't got shit, so we need hope



[Outro]

Gotta feel my pain man

I went from a n***a that was homeless, living in abandoned houses

In jail fighting murders and shootings

Now I'm getting this bread and rapping

I went from negative to positive