still got it

[Hook] 808s knock, make the whole block shake, Came from nothin’, had to take what they wouldn’t give, I take. Trap phone ringin’, yeah the money don’t wait, Late nights, early mornings, tryna change my fate. [Verse 1] Candlelight kitchen, cookin’ hope with the pain, Every loss taught a lesson, every scar left a stain. Mama prayin’ for me, streets callin’ my name, Either ball or fall, ain’t no room in between the lanes. Pack touch down, gotta move it by dawn, Trust thin as paper, keep the heat when it’s on. Friends turn strangers when the commas get long, I was broke, now the hate got a whole different tone. [Hook] 808s knock, make the whole block shake, Came from nothin’, had to take what they wouldn’t give, I take. Trap phone ringin’, yeah the money don’t wait, Late nights, early mornings, tryna change my fate. [Verse 2] I remember empty pockets, now they stuffed with the grind, Vision sharper than the diamonds, I was cut from the mine. Every move calculated, I ain’t rushin’ the climb, Seen too many crash out tryna shine overnight. City full of wolves, had to learn how to bite, Keep my circle real small, less talk, more life. If I say it, I mean it, yeah my word is my price, From the trap to the charts, watch me walk in the light. [Outro] They doubted the wave, now they stuck in the splash, I turned hunger to hustle, turned struggle to cash. Still ten toes down, yeah I’m built for the task, Trap rap, real pain, put my soul in the track. [Hook] Came up off the block where the pain real heavy, Mama praying hard, but the streets still ready. I don’t talk much, let my scars talk plenty, Every loss cost more, now the wins come steady. [Verse] I was down bad, nights cold, no lights on, Same clothes, same grind, had to fight on. Trust thin, circle smaller than a dice roll, They smile in your face, wanna see you lifeless. I learned early, money move different, Love fake, loyalty need supervision. I don’t flex much, just facts in my mentions, Still carry that hunger, can’t starve my ambition. Cousins in cells, got some angels too, Lost a few real ones, that pain stay glued. I don’t rap for clout, I rap what I lived, Every bar come from scars I can’t undo. [Hook] Came up off the block where the pain real heavy, Mama praying hard, but the streets still ready. I don’t talk much, let my scars talk plenty, Every loss cost more, now the wins come steady. [Outro] If you know, then you know what survival cost, I ain’t perfect, just focused, tryna shake it off. From the mud to the light, still ten toes, Same heart, same soul—just a better