my struggle my pain my life3x it was hard growing up livin in this life I then started as a adolescent bad as hell got my momma asking why you keep them switches why you keep the glock and automatic where you get this shit from why you bad as hell why you don't listen I then came from the slums from the trenches catching niggas that know us must I mentioned growing up in the projects full of bitches setting niggas up hitting em with them switches riding off like shit never happened I'll keep a bitch iced out just to see what happens all my niggas lock tight cuz we grew up bastards listening to ghetto boys mind playing tricks on us Riding around 4 deep on some hot shit hopeful that we drop shit on that pac shit just me and my homies on that glock rip glock bitch they say me and my niggas yea we toxic cuz everytime they see us we on that hot shit