[Intro]
(Quincy Tellem)
Yeah, yeah

[Part 1]

[Verse 1]
Put my trust in a Hammer (Hammer)
I'm broken from all of the trauma
This money don't matter (Matter)
I got brothers that still in the slammer (Still in the slammer)
Yeah, I've been stabbed in the back, baby (Yeah)
I can still feel the knife in my back
They drop when I drop, ain't it mad?
From the bando, I graduated (Yeah, I graduated)
Sitting at stove, ooh, praying that I need to make it (Make it)
One twenty on these diamonds, it was just for motivation
Please don't call me a rapper, I'm an entrepreneur (Yeah)
Left council homes thanks to the stove
Thanks to the pot, thanks to the plug (Plug)
I owe him a lot, I owe him my life, I grew up a lot (I grew up a lot)
I'm buying this whip, I'm driving it fast, it's straight out the lot (Straight out the lot)
They feel entitled, calling my phone, they ask for a lot (They ask for a lot)
I'm linking my side ting, not for a fuck, it's just for a slop top (It's just for a slop top)
How much of my blood? How much of my tears? I put in a lot (I put in a lot)
How much of my love I put in this shit? I put in a lot
Life is a blessing, I had no roof, now I got a drop top
I had some trials and tribulations, been through a lot, oh
There's too many snakes and too many ladders en route to the top, oh
Take care of me, I take care of mine, no way I'ma flop, oh
[Break]
I had some trials and tribulations, been a through a lot, oh (Huncholin)
There's too many snakes and too many ladders en route to the top, oh (Lin', Lin', yeah)
I take care of me, I take care of mine, no way I'ma flop, oh

[Part 2]

[Intro]
(Jay Youngs got that beat knocking)
Lin, oh
Huncholin, Lin, oh

[Verse 2]
I feel inspired by the people that surround me winning
When I shine bright, they turn my light and dim it
I can't deal with it
The shit that they look up to, I can't deal with it
Run up on your veggies, make a meal of it
I sold weed and I sold crack, yeah, that's the tip of the iceberg
If I die, I wonder which one of the bros would ride first
Dilemma that I face is way deeper than rap
If I had my own choice, wouldn't even hit the trap
Wouldn't even buy a gun, wouldn't even need a stash
Wouldn't even bury friends, I can't even bring them back
But it gets a little sad, I can't cry no tears, I'm too broke for the grave
I got way too many sins, if I go there I don't know if I'll be saved
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I pray my brother beats the case
Pray that I don't never change
If I do, just for the better
I got sins, but I can't confess it
Get a brick and try and press it
I got stresses, I can't stress it
Even though I got some blessings
I got problems that are pressing
Guilt is crazy 'cause I tend to blame myself
If my deeds were to get weighed, I hope they balance on the scale
I put three-fives up in the spliff and I made a couple M's, I still need another twelve
I spent way too many years watching people disappear, why you think I'm by myself?
And I can't cry no tears, I'm too broke for the grave
If I go there, I don't know if I'll be saved
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
[Outro]
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate