Year life is hard every days a struggle Tryna rise up , but the weight make me buckle Streets Cold got my heart wra

Year life is hard every days a struggle Tryna rise up , but the weight make me buckle Streets Cold got my heart wrapped. in ice Dreams of paradise, but lm payin, the price Husle in the shadows grind the light lost a few homies Year l lost some few niggas along the way , l never thought the day might come . Yeah my bitch is there and am in her arms . let's go, l miss my homies but l gotta vibe up Coz this ain't life my bro and u gotta show some expressions and self esteem ain't a confession concessio aggression