Lyrics

.I Got a family that I gotta feed,
And I know that they all outchea depending on me,
Hard to be proper when I'm raised up in these streets, 
I was young and really recklass, chasing after what I need,
For my family, I'll die I don't even need to breath, I was pouring up dueces in the hood wit OG's 
Going thru hard times, I was praying on my knees, 
People left me in the dark, I was gone like the breeze,
So I'm still steady trapping, 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 wan, talk but they ain't picking up the phone
But watch em try to hit me when Im just about to blow 
All my life I been strugglin, tryna get to the gold
Hustling and robbing, them nights that you'll never know. 
And I Always kept it solid, ain't never snitched pon a soul
And If you try my brothas, just know we keepin them  poles
We totin big Berettas, putting holes in the opps homes, 
Talking slick out ya neck, just might get ya head blown
I'm feeling like a king, but it's hard finding a throne
Every time I fall down, I bounce back, I'm headstrong.
 
I keep 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 to the 4th quarter