Chorus: my pain is heavy(its heavy)
Yeah, My heart been real(aye)
I know what its like/ when yo homie
Get killed (its ugly)
They blowing n the streets
Its a jungle for real(foreal)
I'm trying to live right (I swear)
It get ugly n my city (damn)
Think its something in the air(n the air)
But, I’m stay focused
On my hustle, I swear (I'm trying) aye

Grew on the westside(Chi town)
Where the hustle was way live(money)
If u ain't cut from that
U can’t understand that vibe(my vibe)
What it took to survive
Everything was for the taken
I stood on dem blocks
Wasn't no fakin( not nun)
Sell powder hard as a gun(I mean)
All I saw was green
Til the pain start to hit
Lost best friend at 10 yea
That pain hit(rest up twin)
Such a tragedy
I looked up to the hustlers
They mode it me(solid)
Still the road got bumpy
I stay strapped after them first n*ggaz jump me
(I was ready)
Bet it all n line
Seen jail few times(true)
I ain't scared no crime(not me)
This my life, and it's real 10-4 cop-e (already)