Yeah
This my second time doing this
Like this song type deep
Different beat different vibe
Almost, a difference
Yeah
Negative energy
Thats all I was surrounded by
Negative energy
Oh you the best
When it come to that negativity
How come we aint living positive?
Riddle me
I probably touched a hundred thousands souls
Little me
I put the whole city on my shoulders
Little me
Somebody told me
Let that sh*t be and itll be
We almost there, so imma take us over
Get with me
(Uh)
Used to grab toasters
Now I ride Rolls-es
Lost my broski
Cried to death last time I grabbed roses
And for you, Id part to sea
Like Im half Moses
Bel-Air gave me all them Gs
I dont grab roses
Thats just bad promotion
Hit the light in granny kitchen
See a thousand roaches
Niggas still got to eat
But imma die of hunger
And by the end of the weak
Im bout to die of hunger
Balled up and cant sleep
I got to cry to thunder
Living on the 1st floor
Im hearing shoot-outs
Might as well be thunder
Everybody on the floor
I just hear my mother
One night she with my sister
They was undercover
But she cant move
Jumped on the bed
Im trynna protect my grandma
2010 Im 14
Im trynna hold a hammer
This bitch a go off any min
Im trynna hold a hammer
And you wont know what Im thinking
I control my grammar
If I act of impulse
Id probably goto the slammer
I aint go to Havana
I aint live in Montana
3rd District made me walk home
I aint live in the manors
Used to hit the gas station
I bought all the Fanta
And when I dropped my first album
I bought all the banners
Now we at the Montrail
And I bought all the cabanas
Sizzle moved to Miami
He bought all Atlanta
Shit Id probably move too
Im buying all of Chicago
My landlord
Trynna convince me to own my condo
But, who knows what the morning bring
Im not Alonzo
I aint have a pops to meet through college
Like Lonzo
But I had tender love and care
From my moms though
Caught a blessing in the clubland
Shout out Gonzo
And I can go as far like my mind go
Coming up I was broke
Where the time go?
Well Ill tell you where mine go
Its the shit I wake up and grind for
And imma die one side (oh)
And I aint talking to 5-0
Used to live on the 4
Ride up the 5, blow
We just go take, cased it
To the 9 though
Trying it off the 9
I got 5 more
Used to drive high seaters
I aint have no ride though
It was just me and Mally
Thats lil frying folks
Used to be at McDonalds
More than the fryer though
We used to go heat up the laundromat
Like a dryer though
Used to get off them hits
Then I go buy a 4
Got a duece and we dropping the 6
But Im drinking higher though
Make the beat hit the high note
Like Mariah though
Shoot shit up but we trapping
Like the wire though
Everything off the top
I dont barely write nomore
But still got to write my signatures
Send em through the wire though
I really want to say something
Ill be quit though
Soft nigga get some money
All that hatred got you dying slow
Song Cry 95' (Prod. By Dougie)