No surrender

Songtext

[INTRO — Spoken / Dark Piano / Low 808 Building] Yeah, man, you already know who it is. This that Young A-T, fasho. I done been through a lot. Shit just don't even feel real no more. But I gotta keep applying that pressure for my family, though. Always gotta keep them first. No matter how tired I get. No matter how fucked up shit gets. They dependin' on me. So... No surrender. No retreat. [808 drops] [VERSE 1] I got a family that I gotta feed, And I know that they all outchea dependin' on me. Always hard bein' proper when I'm raised up in these streets, I was young and really reckless, chasin' after what I need. For my family, I'd die, I don't even need to breathe, I was pourin' up deuces in the hood wit OGs. Goin' through hard times, I was prayin' on my knees, People left me in the dark, then disappeared like the breeze. So I'm still steady hustlin', and I'm always on the go, Always on my own, without a soul, I feel alone. Sometimes I see the darkness, and that's what I call home, Sometimes I jus' wanna talk, but they ain't pickin' up the phone. So I learned to keep it in, I don't tell 'em when I'm hurt. Everybody needs the man, Ain't nobody ask if he worked— Himself into the fuckin' ground Just to keep the lights alive. I got two babies lookin' at me— So their daddy gotta grind. Son and daughter need a future, I can't give 'em what I had. Tryna turn these fuckin' struggles Into somethin' better than my past. When I'm sittin' by myself And all them memories come back, I remember who I'm doin' this for— Then I'm right back on the gas. [HOOK — Melodic / Heavy Bass] NO SURRENDER, NO RETREAT! Whole damn family dependin' on me! Even when I'm tired, I can't show 'em I'm weak, 'Cause I got two babies that I gotta feed. NO SURRENDER, NO RETREAT! Been through hell, still standin' on my feet. If I gotta walk through fire just to get 'em what they need— Then I'm walkin' through that bitch. Ain't no surrender in me. (No surrender!) Ain't no retreat! (Young A-T!) I done came too far To let this motherfucker bury me. [VERSE 2] Aye, but watch 'em try to hit me when I'm just about to blow, All my life I been strugglin', tryna get to the gold. Hustlin' and robbin'—them nights that you'll never know, And I always kept it solid, ain't never snitched 'pon a soul. Back then, if you tried my brothas, we were keepin' them poles, Totin' big Berettas, caught up deep in that road. Talkin' slick out ya neck could turn a spark into smoke, I was feelin' like a king, but it was hard findin' a throne. Every time I fell down, I bounced back, I'm headstrong, Had to learn that bein' strong don't mean you never been wrong. I done walked through some nights that felt a hundred years long, Still woke up the next morning and kept fuckin' movin' on. They ain't see them empty pockets, They ain't see them sleepless nights. They just see me chasin' money, They don't know the reason why. I ain't tryna be a legend Just to say they know my name. I'm tryna make enough So my babies never know this kind of pain. I want Momma somewhere peaceful, Want the family free from stress. Want my son to see his daddy Put his everything into this. Want my daughter know her worth And never settle for no less. So every time that pressure hits— I apply that pressure back. [HOOK] NO SURRENDER, NO RETREAT! Whole damn family dependin' on me! Even when I'm tired, I can't show 'em I'm weak, 'Cause I got two babies that I gotta feed. NO SURRENDER, NO RETREAT! Been through hell, still standin' on my feet. If I gotta walk through fire just to get 'em what they need— Then I'm walkin' through that bitch. Ain't no surrender in me. (No surrender!) Ain't no retreat! (Young A-T!) I done came too far To let this motherfucker bury me. [INTERLUDE — Beat Drops / Phone Effect] Sometimes I jus' wanna talk... But they ain't pickin' up the phone. [dial tone] Fuck it. I spent enough time waitin' For somebody to come save me. Got a son. Got a daughter. They ain't waitin' on nobody. Neither am I. [bass returns] [VERSE 3] I keep it on me at all times, I'm really on, Tryna cop me a Wraith before I'm dead and gone. Gotta see the paper climb for my son and my daughter, I used to think twice before I jumped up in that water. But you gotta pay the price if you wanna be a baller, Always stood on all ten, straight through the fourth quarter. Had my back against the wall, still I pushed that bitch farther, Every year the road got harder— I just learned to hustle smarter. I ain't gotta fake the struggle, I remember what it cost. Every person that abandoned me, Every brother that I lost. Every night I felt alone, Every time I got crossed, Every time I took an L And had to shake that motherfucker off. Made me this. Still got scars, Still got shit inside my head. Still got mornings I wake up Already tired of what's ahead. But I look into my babies' eyes And get my ass outta bed. 'Cause a fath