[Intro] Yeah Still the same one Just a little more paid up And a little more prayed up [Verse 1] Gun in the glove box Bible on the dash Mama said choose one I'm tryna balance that Homies in them state blues Writing me from blocks Told me "dog, if you get out Never come back to this spot" But I’m on that same corner Same store, same pack New chain, old trauma Still be watching my own damn back [Chorus] But the real ones ride with me From the church to the concrete From the shootouts to the quiet nights You know where I’m gon’ be Singing that hood gospel For the ones that can’t go home If you've never felt the coldness of the world You ain’t never really been alone [Verse 2] Gold on my front teeth Scars on my knuckles Judge gave me one chance Plug gave me duffles Lil bro say "lead me" But I still get tempted See that cash, see that fast route All that pressure, all that tension Still pourin’ out liquor Still sending them kites Tryna keep my soul clean While I’m walking through grime If they ever take me Promise you this line: I was loyal to my people Even when I crossed the line [Hook] Living for the hustle, breathing for the dream Lost in the struggle, nothing's as it seems Building my empire, block by block With the past behind me, and my heart on lock [Chorus] But the real ones ride with me From the church to the concrete From the shootouts to the quiet nights You know where I’m gon’ be Singing that hood gospel For the ones that can’t go home If you've never felt the coldness of the world You ain’t never really been alone [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Tales from the alleyways Hope in the wreckage Dreams locked in cages Chasing these blessings Pops never came home Strength from my mother Learned to fend for myself Leaned on my brothers Heartache in the rearview Future in sight Taking these steps forward Guided by the night When I lay my head down I know I've fought the fight For the ones who couldn’t stand I kept the vision bright [Chorus] But the real ones ride with me From the church to the concrete From the shootouts to the quiet nights You know where I’m gon’ be Singing that hood gospel For the ones that can’t go home If you've never felt the coldness of the world You ain’t never really been alone [Outro] Living for the hustle, breathing for the dream Lost in the struggle, nothing's as it seems Building my empire, block by block With the past behind me, and my heart on lock
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