If I didn't let go of my past, I'd be a dead niggaIf I didn't get out of that city, I'd be a dead niggaIf I didn't get out of the way, I'd pull up in dead centerIf I didn't hop in that whip and drive, I could've been dead with youDead with youKeep my soul above the dirt, these hits don't play with youMy mama and them get priority first, no, I can't hang with youThem guns on semi-auto bursts, no, I won't fade with youQuick to pull these * guns up in my face, niggaI can't fight for no business but my ownI'm trying to live so I can help the ones I oweI'm trying to live so I can give my blood a homeI'm trying to live, god damn itKill my soul and mend my body up from all the damageI hope that we can find a better path for my oldest recordsCause right now it look a bit slimI fight, I saw my mama and them dead, yeahIf I didn't let go of my past, I'd be a dead niggaIf I didn't get out of that city, I'd be a dead niggaIf I didn't get out of the way, I'd pull up in dead centerIf I didn't hop in that whip and drive, I could've been dead with youDead with youKeep my soul above the dirt, these hits don't play with youMy mama and them get priority first, no, I can't hang with youThem guns don't send me out of bursts, no, I won't fade with youQuick to pull these * guns up in my face, niggaI can't fight for no business but my ownI'm trying to live so I can help the ones I oweI'm trying to live so I can give my blood a homeI'm trying to live, god damn it