[Verse]
I spit that real shit for people livin' off the block
Spit that real shit for my brothers that be locked
In a cage because they know no other way
So it gloves on, bailey down, asa lets get paid
See the struggle don't stop selling drugs down the shop
Your hand starts to shake when that gun goes pop
Its like real life man, blood in my eyes man
Couldn't sleep at night knowin' that he could have died fam
I pray to god and hang my head, ask for better days
I was trappen hard, flipping packs down the lane way
God watched with some diamonds in the face
Or a gold chain with a little bit of weight
I remember back then we had rats in our place some nights we went to bed without no food on our plate
And im still in the hood man its like i can't escape
See i made it this far done some time behind a prison gate
We never lie man i really come from the street
Liftin' up my shirt cuz i really carry that heat
Sleep time keep that shorty tucked in the sheet
Talk about beef and im a wolf to these sheep
Mumma just to let you know i walked away from the gang
But that still doesnt mean i won't let my semi bang
I cried tears at night because my older brother hooked on drugs
I can see it in his eyes and i can feel it when we hug
Broken home but we built it from the ground up
Wishing on a star but that shit never found us
Big house, nice car, yeah that sounds nice but where we come from its normal just to sell ice
Soon enough i got my money up tight
Breaking down a key almost every second fort night
Im trynna write this music daughter playing in the other room
Finish off this track and imma be with you soon
Express myself real life over beats
Got a phone call from silver water just last week
That was my day 1 telling me im blowing up saying that they pump my music in the yard when they train cuz
Thats real love, i give real love back
Take my city to the top and put my hood on my back
If it comes to that hanging out the window let the blemer go
Safety off, i cock a back and really let that hammer go
Trap runners and we kings of the underground
Loved in any street, every hood, good in any town
Thats this real shit never will i chill this
Lux in my ear saying bruz they gonna feel this
I put my heart out, gotta write what i live
Gotta write what it is hold it down for street kids
We come from the trap so i let em know there not alone
Find that happy place close your eyes and you can let it go
Im not trynna make a million bucks off this rap
But if it fails i could go back to moving crack
But never that im trynna raise some kids
Show em the right way thats just what it is
Thats just what it is
Thats just what it is man
Anybody with some dream, wake up and chase em