I'm trana make these niggas understand I swear they don't get me That I'm trana make it out Keep my head above the clouds I gotta stand up for my life, I Came from the bottom I had to make it out the bottle, I know people who trust a bottle but they never trust a human, Drowning in sarrows feeling sorry for my brother's, Why he had to shoot him he was only after money, I swear the streets are tricky did me dirty left a hickey, I was only 15 but you treat me like I'm 60 Make sure that you keep it moving