I'm stuck for a blast on my birthdays Come from struggle, had to settle for my birthdays
Told myself I ain't dyin' at my birthplace Nigga, snakes shouldn't been around in the first place
And none of that niggas die in the worst way T-shirts, mama cryin', let that church pray
Fake bitches and niggas lyin' with a hurt face Little niggas tell you to a gang on a surface
Who gon' be there for my mama? Is she left with some trauma?
I'ma only be careful without me She might go under, LeBron's sister, they need me
Got no pop, just my mama Know the streets ain't playin' far
I always stay with the thunders Spirit of God got me
Physically stay with the glove
I'm on guard
I'm on defense till it stop My dog was hard-bodied
But he made it to the top since Trap died We been makin' pisses raw
I know it's about her to get out, but I'm a soldier
Livin' with my granny at the pallet or a sofa Talked to myself when I was young about gettin' older
Problems and the pain, I'ma make this * be over
I'm stuck for a blast on my birthdays Come from struggle, had to settle for my birthdays
Told myself I ain't dyin' at my birthplace Nigga, snakes shouldn't been around in the first place
And none of that niggas die in the worst way T-shirts, mama cryin', let that church pray
Fake bitches and niggas lyin' with a hurt face Them niggas turn into a gang on a shirt face
In the trenches, I'm still dyin' to live My homie lost faith, told me he gon' die as
he is In the crazy parties, he got a kid
But he only goin' two places And that's to the grave, who'll be it
2017, I spent every day with a sick Mama locked me out the house, dirty gave me
a crib They made my mama cryin', we made niggas pay
for them tears One shot her, get that up here, man, now




they gon' pay for them years We need them M's in
Just like a fish, I done got real, then Up in the streets, don't wanna sink, you better
swim, then Don't wanna end up as a victim, better kill,
then Won't see something different, gotta teach it
to the children
I'm stuck for a blast on my birthdays Come from struggle, had to settle for my birthdays
Told myself I ain't dyin' at my birthplace Nigga, snakes shouldn't been around in the
first place And none of that niggas die in the worst way
T-shirts, mama cryin', let that church pray Fake bitches and niggas lyin', let that church




pray Let that church pray


With that hurt face Let niggas turn it to a gang on surface
Let niggas turn it to a gang on surface