It's hard.
I was going through it.
I was working three jobs.
I was going through it had a hole in
my heart like a bullet through it.
At my back against the wall but you know I do it.
It gets hard.
I was going through it.
I was working three jobs.
I was going through it.
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall but you know I'd do it
Like, ay-ay-ay-ay
I was on the edge like na-na-na-na
I was left for dead like ay-ay-ay-ay
Horses in my head said na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Go in the trap like it's a job,
ain't fit for three days
I ain't change,
I made my first ten thousand off of prepaid
Had my cuz,
pull up,
surprise you with that fat like it's your B-day
Pop out,
brr,
all my niggas stand on business like a briefcase
You just see me shine now,
don't know what I've been through
Can't let them know you broke,
they try and use that * against you
Real is real,
still the same nigga when I ain't have a penny
Labor me a boss,
I accept my losses like my winnings
Two hundred a gig on demand like X-finity
Nigga ain't get no money,
that's a red flag of penalty
Pipe down, you ain't rich enough to be my enemy
Nope,
life ain't been all good but it's finna be,
for real
Stick gets hard, I was going through it
I was working three jobs, I was going through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall but you know I'd do it
Stick gets hard,
I was going through it I was working three jobs,
I was going through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall but you know I'd do it
Like,
ay-ay-ay-ay,
I was on the edge like na-na-na-na
I was left for dead like ay-ay-ay-ay
What's this in my head saying?
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Love my niggas,
ho,
they never cross me No one around but I hear someone talking
Keep them acting living like I'm Tavon
When I'm in Houston or when I'm in Knox
Look out for we can't I've been speeding,
I'm in all different lanes
I need a GPS,
I don't know where we at I got a
feeling that I'm standing on the edge
Been having dreams that I was back up in the
jams Back against the wall with that 30-yard
Watching my niggas dying and bleeding out Watching my mama front,
I should get told out
Now when we hit the club,
we stand up on the ground
Stick gets hard,
I was going through it I was working three jobs,
I was going through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall but you know I'd do it
Like ay-ay-ay-ay,
I was on the edge like na-na-na-na I was left for
dead like ay-ay-ay-ay What's this in my head saying?
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
21,
young and dumb Too much stress, stumbling, drunk
I was lost, no control , drugs, rocking, raw
Dirty mirror,
feeling numb I was broken,
I was done
I've been hustling on the run Take a look what I've been hitting
Stick gets hard,
I was going through it I was working three jobs,
I was going through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall but you know I'd do it
Like ay-ay-ay-ay,
I was on the edge like na-na-na-na
I was left for dead like ay-ay-ay-ay
What's this in my head saying?
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na