
I can't hold back, I gotta live life
Gon' get everything that I desire
Why you playin' with stones if you don't like fire
Came from the gutter, I'm stackin' this dough
Used to sleep on the floor
Uh, uh
I'ma get everything I want
Brother told me get rich, told him say no more
Used to thug with my cousin, with rats and the roaches
Now I'm on the highway to hell, on the road, with some dope
I done seen too much, got numb went broke
Used to vent to the blunt, now I bleed in my notes
I'm so locked in with God, I'll pray for I go
I was young full of dreams now I barely get sleep
What the fuck than happened to me
I ain't think nothing of it
But now I be prayin' for peace
Every scar on my heart from them days in the streets
Tryna cope with this shit, but I'ts cuttin' too deep
Judge threw the book at my bro, They ain't showin' no grief
And my therapist said I got PTSD
They said love never die, but it died on me fast
When I need it the most, they was watchin' me crash
I was getting high to forget, Ain't want to relive the past
Got a child in this world, so I'm tryna adapt
And I was on my way to jail
I ain't think they a be out here doin' me bad
I was goin' to court in them shackles
Bitch ass Judge talking like he know my past
Tryna stand tall in the storm, even when the sky black
Dropped to my knees, I got that call but crying
Won't bring my dog back
We really spin Benz
It Go that way, bro where that striker at
I ain't never think about puttin' down this blick
I'm still on the block clutching ' that
Paranoid, riding' through the city
Tint dark, got a drum attached
Told my lil' bro, if they spin, nigga
You better go double back
Pain up in my voice when I talk
Now
I done felt too much of that
Bleedin' through this verse, can't hide it
I can't bottle that
Came from the gutter, I'm stackin' this dough
Used to sleep on the floor
Uh, uh
I'ma get everything I want
Brother told me get rich, told him say no more
Used to thug with my cousin, with rats and the roaches
Now I'm on the highway to hell, on the road, with some dope
I done seen too much, got numb went broke
Used to vent to the blunt, now I bleed in my notes
I'm so locked in with God, I'll pray for I go
I was young full of dreams now I barely get sleep
What the fuck than happened to me
I ain't think nothing of it
But now I be prayin' for peace
Every scar on my heart from them days in the streets
Tryna cope with this shit, but I'ts cuttin' too deep
Judge threw the book at my bro, They ain't showin' no grief
And my therapist said I got PTSD
Oh, oh, oh