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Watch how I get to the green, counting cheddar, keeping it clean
Niggas ain't seen what I seen, shit get bitter, Bon Appetit
Home was a terrible scene, tryna escape was a tenable thing
I wasn't even a teen, wishing I could intervene
I was like five, already losing my mind
Father was never too kind
I was like nine, mental was on a decline
Still told him my mom I was fine
By seventeen, I hated being alive
Couple of times that I tried
Two times ten, sometimes it's better inside
Sometimes I wish that I died
I would admit that my mind was a pit and they told me to pray
Man, this shit is odd
How could you see that I'm living like this
And expect me to keep a belief in a God
Dad was a preacher, he talked about Jesus
But that wasn't shit but an evil facade
Father, forgive me for I may be sinning
But I'm only doing this shit for the squad
That's why I stay on the grind
That's why the cash on my mind
I want the people that's doubting me now
To see me and hear me outside
Only the strongest survive
Well, just take a look at my life
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad, aye
I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad
Rappers don't know that this shit not a metaphor
When I tell y'all that I'm ill
Where I called home was a literal war zone
That's why this beat is some drill
Earliest memories with my paternal
Was him almost having me killed
They say that life is a journey
But when I was born, I was dropped at the foot of a hill
I had to climb since I could work on my feet
I had to stand in the heat
Momma was trying but by the time I was 8, I was mentally like 23
I was a kid watching my friends reminisce bout all the shit that they did
I would just laugh smile and move on from the topic
'Cause I didn't know what it is
That shit was wild, happiness wasn't allowed
Everyone had to be down
I was a child but I was forced to mature, 'cause my dad beat that baby shit out
And every time that he did it he made sure to tell me that
It was the will of his God
'Cuz in his mind, it was crazy
To think of a preacher considering sparing the rod
That's why I stay on the grind
That's why the cash on my mind
I want the people that's doubting me now
To see me and hear me outside
Only the strongest survive
Well, just take a look at my life
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad, aye
I do this shit for the squad
I do this shit for the squad
They want to know why I'm working so hard
Boy I do this shit for the squad

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