All My Life

All my life been around drugs gang violence Niggas beefin over same bitch Everyone steady dying cause bitches steady lying Niggas pick a pipe just get lil high Nigga chose drugs over his own kids like damn das another tragic das another goner Family always fighting blood don't mean shit Got some niggas da go harder den my own blood Got niggas standing up bein father foe kids the ain't even his own blood Look at his real his son lost all hope Deep in streets Just like his old man Trying change for better trying make out thru this life Fighting demons Fighting for lil peace and freedom Dreaming chasing this shit for while now Everyone hearing what I'm saying But they ain't really hearing where I'm comin from Grew up around killers, an steppers Get money niggas dope fin Seen more fam beef An fall apart Shit change once granny past away fam fall apart One go down the hill Other go up trying change for the better Left these streets alone But I still got the streets in me Ain't ever gonna forget how I came up Remember momma Had lil bag chips 1 soda small ass burger 3 of us Sharing small ass meal I know you ain't want me grow up this way Moving house to house sleeping on floor Losing all hope in reality Losing all faith in this life Ya I know you ain't me grow up this way Momma I know you know I ain't been the same since I lost my nigga Had go coldhearted... Ya head go cold hearted Laying low Moving like a dead man Guard up neva let your guard down Let your guard down get yo feelings hurt Make you go crazy I know you ain't want me grow up this way Ya we got 30s 44s wit em switches Ya we got 30s 44s wit em switches Ya we got 30s 44s wit em switches We got heaters in this car Catch em lacking we gonna catch em put goofy in car Smoking dead opps to face Out da boy in mars Shawty trippin off pecz he be trying go and spark Me an bronem wild wit em switchers Ya we trying go and slide Caught em lacking winter lit it off like fourth July All the disses that he doing he gonna be first to die Flash the lighter and open fire Bronem wild wit the 44 Oh you stepper huh Aye goofy dum he really stupid all da ya That he doing Pull up on em wit uzi When we catch em we gonna smoke em ain't no talkin when we do it I ain't ever rep no flag I got some niggas the who crown still do a nigga bad Like rod to the riches from the rags Gotta know trippin got a bag Guess trippin got em mad And I got em lit like some gas I ain't ever goin broke I can't sit up on my ass Imma melo nigga ain't ever had brag Get you brunt up nigga if play bout my cash I'm sipping wock first thing in morning Aye I got em thinking its oj Ya dey know I'm finna blow So these hoes be like Go kill a hoe from the back Like I'm oj We just get right to action we don't do distractions Like boi wtf is foreplay Then make her leave subtraction She had get packing no capping got kicked out doorway Aye I'm back in this shit I got strap on me fuck hoe turn around relax on it This shit different the hood got my back on it I had grind cause I ain't ever had nothing Went from roaches to havin stack on me can't feel my pain one had trap jumping I ain't selling no more dope Cause I get paid to rap on beats Think I'm lj I got six shots Left in this heat You can't come around where I'm from We ain't aiming at no feet I ain't ever like no sally Cause i'm all about the beef I remember breaking down the roaches Smoking out the dutch Now we blowing fat leafs To the face don't really give a fuck If you see this red dot better pray just know you outta luck An I can a p off for three das what you call a duck Off the wock I'm booted up Younging with a tooly truck Murda walk docia Make one call I bet em members come and do you up Make one call members come do you up ah