Street

Have been grinding so hard just to get the bread.... my demons calling me, watch me go ahead Many haters plenter if you stop working you might end up been the topic My life thought me so many lessons I couldn't control my emotions rather stand up tall and face my passion Remember when I gat no food to eat I was starving now Ima make it big got a crib and the money coming Down so many times but I have to keep my head to the sky and pray to God for a bigger blessing My words are spiritual goes through em wen I'm talking like a pastor without a Bible preaching My dwag die I pray your soul keep resting Tears on my eyes as to keep my heads up high to the sky ten toes down on mah balaviaca vexing Have been on the road since I was a kid Hustling for a beta way so I make my family proud and earn a name Haters faking everyday wake up say a prayer and let God's favor intervain 100 mili is what a nigga waits everyday we pray for greener days For the street we nor dy give hates Life fuck me so hard i had to diviate from norm Said to myself I can't come on that bitch that's a bigger lesson told by my mom Beware of fake friends back stabbers everywhere I stay true to myself even faking it anytime I speak to you about letting our byegon be byegons then you went ahead of yourself my gun will say the rest of my hidden words after I put the bullet to the head Have been pinned with the hates got a call my dwagg just die omg why this world have to take my brotherwen an enimy still out there with fear