GOT 2 FIGHT BACK OR BE LOST 4EVER

X2 only if you loose hope they will always win forever young esse get your shit together we out here getting that paper we might never find the real answers just focus on your time and pull trough cus all the pain and rough times we going trough be harsh like unpredictable weather I hope you listen well and find something that is clever this goes out to all my lost souls that pray for everything to get all better we looking for a brighter future we can't let the devil Now So better not loose hope or you'll be lost forever Verse One Im from the city where real gs ride with extra clips don't forget this thang right besides my whip that shit will go pop pop pop when true gangstas be on the Frontline i lived to see another day so i count my blessings there must be another way dear lord I pray to keep me away deliver us from evil or I might just loose it and bust that mudafuking trigger but fuck that I rather stay solid shit was kind of all riddled so every single time i wake up in the middle of the night I ask God to watch over me so now I be looking up to the sky thinking that there's no other option but to make sure I survive even if I have to make these dope rhyme and rehears a lil all I know is that i will never settle I'm packing that metal lord forgive me im living so ghetto cus my soul and passion of a rebel got my niggas bumping my demo but the main thing is to maintain like my homie kid used to say how could we be exposed to be out living in a cold world i live by the day I can't see anyone better im seeing all these devils on a whole another level my life distrumental but never say never always find away to ride if you stuck your fucked youll never know weather you will be able to live or die yo I grew up in the hood where the homies rock Nike Cortez and pull drive byes now you can lable me the bad guy im from the mudafuking city of the palm trees ogs never questioned why we just put in work do the crime you do the time we were so ingnorant on how we were brought up but mom and dad weren't there most of my past time I quit the soccer team just to mack bitches i grew up in the hood for reals we be thugin until we die its a hostel environment police also want to see me gone they rather see me in jail well hell mama dont cry ill be doing good regardless I'm guna stay strap and won't be living with no fear i be tripping out getting chills by the way I rhyme