[Verse 1] Mama in the kitchen chasin’ one more hit I was in the alley learnin’ one more flip Hand-me-down shoes, holes in both toes Learned math from a scale, not from no notes Food stamps gone by the fifth, that quick So I turned one gram to a lil’ brick Uncles in the trap, said “lil’ man listen” You can die over pride, or you can die on a mission [Verse 2] Front porch talk, all my dogs had dreams But the block too loud, cut through like a scream Lil’ Dre caught a case, never made seventeen Judge gave him decades, shattered that scene Tay got hit, wrong side of that store Blood on his shoes, I was cryin’ on the floor Kept hearin’ sirens, couldn’t hear my thoughts But I still hit licks, same night that he dropped [Chorus] I’m tryna get rich off a beat, still serve by the street One hand in the booth, other hand in the heat (yeah) Trap baby, all I know is survive Every song that I write, someone barely alive I’m tryna get rich off a beat, still dance with the risk Pray God see the pain every time that I spit (Lord) Lost boys, state chains, dirty guns in the cut I’m tryna buy my way out, but the block got me stuck [Verse 3] Studio late, maybe change my fate Still my phone keep buzzin’, that’s another play wait Engineer laughin’, say I rap too real He ain’t never seen a body laid flat, can’t feel Upload tracks, hope the numbers go up But the fiends in my text make the money show up Split soul, half mic, half corner store Every verse that I drop, I can’t purge that war [Verse 4] Ain’t had no father, just stories of his run Mama on the floor, eyes rollin’ from the blunt I was raisin’ myself, raisin’ hell in the process Counted dirty cash while she nodded on the mattress Now labels wanna talk, say I got that pain They don’t see the funeral programs stained If I blow, I’m gone, put the work in the dirt But ‘til then, I’m stuck, tryna rap through the hurt [Chorus]
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