why yh hateing on me

I never had shit life hard tired living slums I think I can make it sure I will fall stay on feet still try stant tall I took my bruised took my lumps fell down and got back up on gring selling dope feed family I had wake up just make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learn my lesson from the ancient roots I choose to follow what grates do mom always told me keep head up tall reach for stars you land on clounds started from bottom now my hole fucking team hear y'all never wanted me to win IAM trying follow my dremas you want me follow these niggas I don't trusted no one own making money money moves move mom white house black gtate in Beverly hills with white folks tired sleeping with rats and Roch tired struggle seeing my mom work 7days week no more than an hour and a half but need sleep back out running from police never went school ever day fight learning shit from school only know how fight sell dope teacher always told me failed life going knocked me down out here counting more money than I can somke feed trying crash my party know what up ain't no music playing all do somke that louad and girl want me leave life alone and push her out of the house getto first got make my moves get better mind set before die let you know I got already got you cheekate and your done pushing all my chips front chashi g out leaveing and settled my date