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Yeah… I been outside, now I want peace Fuck selling dope And fuck the streets (Verse 1) I learned numbers before I learned how to dream, Weight in the trunk, prayers stuffed in my jeans Mama said “baby this life ain’t clean,” But hunger talk loud when the fridge don’t sing I was moving through nights like a ghost with a plan, Every siren feel personal, As I held evils hand I ain’t proud of the dirt, but I did what I could, Trying to turn corrupted corners into something that’s good (Pre-Hook) Every time I hit the corner I see red and blue, They don’t see a woman, just a rap sheet view I’m tired of running like I got something to prove, I paid my dues, now I’m done with the loop (Hook) I don’t wanna look over my shoulder no more, I don’t wanna jump every knock at the door I don’t wanna live with my phone on mute, Heart beating fast when the cops ride through I gave the game my youth, my sleep, my truth, Now I want mornings calm, something new Let me breathe, let me choose, let me live I’m done with the streets, Looking at that shit in the rear view (Verse 2) I was raised by survival, not luck or grace, Had to smile with fear written all on my face They say “once you in, you never escape,” But I’m rewriting fate I got nothing but good karma now Being a mom & laying my children down I want nine-to-five tired, not paranoid stress, Want a clean record, clean hands, clean checks I’m more than my past, more than my name, I don’t wanna die just for a corny ass game (Pre-Hook) They still tail me like I’m stuck in the same scene, Same girl, same blocks, same routine But growth don’t always look loud or mean, Sometimes it’s quiet, just choosing peace (Hook) I don’t wanna look over my shoulder no more, I don’t wanna jump every knock at the door I don’t wanna live with my phone on mute, Heart beating fast when the cops ride through I gave the game my youth, my sleep, my truth, Now I want mornings calm, something new Let me breathe, let me choose, let me live I’m done with the streets, I’ve got a clear fucking view (Bridge) Judge me if you want, I survived it all, Still standing tall though You gotta crawl to walk I ain’t asking for favors, just space to grow, Let me close that chapter, Time to reload (Outro) I paid enough for lessons I already learned, I want peace, not profit, my soul done burned If you see me walking steady, head held high— That’s a woman who lived… and chose life

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