Boom productions
Looking at my troubled life
Thinking if the grass looks greener on the other side
And God knows that my mother tried
With me, myself Hollowman, and my brother grind
Thinking about the gutter times
Peanut butter, jam, one bread and a butter knife
It's no f*cking lie
I lost Big Lee and it felt like my brother died
Some woulds say I'm a lucky guy
I'm 26, they thought I wouldn't make it to 25
And I know n***as hate I'm a heavy guy
But if they wanna snake me I'll take it to any height
Take me on any ride
Got a full clip, there's no space in my semi nine
And I'm impatient and very high
Puttin' 'em to sleep motherf*ckers say your beddy-byes
And I'm racing to better my life (yeah, yeah)
Fam I set a time
I ain't talkin about the bass with the treble type
Fam I'm talkin about the base that you pebble
Grind
God don't forsake me for getting mine
Cause I know I'm doing great in the devil's eyes
This is blatently petty crime
Throw me down a contract let me get it signed

I'm caught up when the fat black hammers out
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town
Slap that banger round
Clap that faggot down
I'm caught up when the fat black hammers out
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town
Slap that banger round
Clap that faggot down

The pain in my head says
That my life's messed, I ain't far from my death bed
Blaze zest As I lay down on my bed spread
Pested by my lifestyle and my friends deaths
Fed's locked everyone down, got no friends left
Cartlon i had a a breakdown from your ten
Stretch
My ends said n***a slow down, but my head's stressed
I said yes, n***a slow now, need my head checked
Check back to the playground, only ten then
Ten years later spraying rounds on your ends' set
The real shit that I layed down shows my ends rep
The deep shit that I write down shows my pen's depth
Wanna take it to the next step
I'm a street-sweeper, get your end's swept
Feds dressed in their plain clothes on my set rest
The next step's to get some info where the tec's kept
My best bet is to lay low, so I rested
My head's wrecked cause the hydro got molested
Promoters' on the feds dick
When they ban me from the show, they're against it
But I sensed it
F*ckers show the roads where my strength is
Made a new flow and I went sick
N***a f*ck the five-0 little bent pricks
Bunch of f*cking homo's and your stench whiffs
And the haters rollin' round in their rent whips
All upon me and I send six
,
You won't see me on some bent shit
N***as know I'm straight 'Narm when my strength kicks
And my ends is coming out of every other end's lips
And in every mouth like a dentist