V1 uh! my gang star experience abut me living a thug life, too many hard decision for me gon living wind, the street is toff ,but Ain't never gon lose faith, wake up in the morning after prayers look at my mama face, we pray for grace not disgrace or bag of shame we ask for love not envy or heart break we wanna make d money bags of money make it rain we hope and pray we make it out of trenches every day Ghetto boy, we got no joy everyday we keep on hustling struggling even on a raining days,