every time I try to breathe, it's like I'm back in trouble, everything ain't the same since I got a hustle, the family one that going shine, but we still struggle, I put a hold on the grind, cuz I stayed in trouble, they say f*** this world, they said my n****** ain't eating, they say my daddy was a thug, so what you think I'm going to be, at a early age, f****** hoes introduce to weed, 37in the game and I don't see no way up out of it, my mama will murder but what they do about it, my granny press charges and they still free little shorty, sometimes I feel like I should blame myself, how many n***** in the street, how many victims I got left, everybody say I'm another victim to this game, but the streets will never change, my mama taught me right from wrong so she can't be blamed, every time I try to breathe like I'm still in the bubble, still got a hold on my grind so I stay in trouble n**** every time I try to breathe, it's like I'm back in trouble, but everything ain't the same since I got two hustle, the family one that going to shine, but we still struggle, I put a hole on the ground, cuz I stayed in trouble, now I'm back to hit this block, got a 50 slab of rocks, I got a surviving these streets so I can't eat, keep my mind on my money b**** that's how it is, cuz I'm in this dirty world trying to stack a f****** meal, get rich on my haters cuz they won't congratulate me, but b**** I'm ball till I die, and to my real ass n***** that keep that money for his tribe, I'm addicted to making money trapped in the fast life, so don't try to rob me my mind blown in the zone, and I don't want to go home, and two my real ass n***** that keep their hands on they chrome, you think I'm lying i want to shine, so I still got a hold on the ground somebody tell me why, every time I try to breathe, it's like I'm back in trouble, but everything ain't the same since I got a hustle, the family one that gun shine but we still struggle, I put a hole on the ground cuz I stay in trouble,