Mama said, "Don´t chase the block, you´ll never find your worth in that" Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hat A few niggas, I miss ´em, shoot to kill ´em, how we learned to act Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin´ it was us I wake up thinkin´, "Make it far," and I remember we ain´t that, just what we was And I´ve been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin´ sticks like it´s lacrosse They telling me, "´Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart
Uh, gave ´em my heart and I got nothin´ in exchange
I played my part, but I can´t stomach all this pain Days in the dark and we was stompin´ in the rain Know it get hard, but we still thuggin´ to the grave, shit won´t change Starin´ at my call log I grew anti-social and it´s y´all fault Always put in work, I never call off Paid cash on all my cars bought Livin´ like a mob boss Be quick to let some shots off every time some opps call VVS for clarity, I think I need therapy Poppin´ all this ecstasy, she said, "Slow down, you scarin´ me" Yeah, I miss my broski through it all, bro, you was there with me Even with my back against the wall, they don´t compare to me
They say I changed, nigga, but in my head I´m still the same nigga Sex Money Murder, God knows I´m a made nigga Play and he get murdered, you better watch what you say, nigga I could´ve gave up, but that ain´t how my mama raised niggas I´m taught to step when it´s hard I don´t care who fuckin´ with me, get acceptance from God When shit was hard, how I rocked And when it´s was dark, how I walked By faith and I can´t let no nigga play with the boy I gotta let ´em know If I go back broke, I ain´t trippin´ ´cause I done been before
I done wrapped niggas, no rap nigga, I ain´t into those I had to change my ways, so that can´t chain with me, I let ´em go My babies need me, so what the fuck ´Xho look like lettin´ up?
Made it way too far, it ain´t no turnin´ back Mama said, "Don´t chase the block, you´ll never find your worth in that" Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hat A few niggas, I miss ´em, shoot to kill ´em, how we learned to act Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin´ it was us I wake up thinkin´, "Make it far," and I remember we ain´t that, just what we was
And I´ve been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin´ sticks like it´s lacrosse They telling me, "´Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart
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