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2 brothers born in the struggle
Drugs violence and hustling
Freestyles on prison busses
Making something outta nothing
Even though they come from
Living in the ghetto ghetto
The lock us up to keep us down the feds know
She don’t make no money if her legs closed
Don’t you know we come from queens and pharaohs
Outta sight and outta mind
Lil boy only 8 but he gotta 9
Don’t you ever think we chose poverty and crime
Blueprint from the government it’s all by design
Running out of time
I ain’t got no patience
Dog you either talking money or don’t say shit
Bills due gotta help my mama pay rent
Daddy locked up shit ain’t been the same since
Judge gave him the book he on page 10
Yea I’m free but Im still feeling caged in
Granny got us up in church yelling amen
I just prayed for a lick so we can make ends
Lord knows I tried finna go slide rn
I ain’t got shit so whatever they got thats mine
Really wanna cry rn
but im too tough to let a tear drop from my eyes
She wear her smile upside down
But He don’t love her he just love what’s between her thighs
Know the block hot rn but all my custos outside so that why
Cooking up dope in
Killers and hoe niggas
Here come the 5-0 tripping
Everybody Po pimpin
Fuck it poor up more liquor
Everybody broke in the
Ain’t a lot Hope in the
Hot summers cold winters
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
Another day new homicide
Son does new mother cries
Look her in the eyes
Technically she still alive
They buried her too when he died
Still in denial
She say it ain't real
she won't admit so she cant heal,
Cop cold as ice he don't feel,
Yellin freeze but he won't chill
But that's everyday when Surviving the slums Call out for help ain't nobody gone come
Seen what I saw now the trauma is done
Pills just to cope started Poppin em young
Gotta do better
Gotta unite because we In this together
We Gotta fight, won't be like this forever
I know I'm flawed just like you I ain't special
Lord knows I tried finna go slide rn
I ain’t got shit so whatever they got thats mine
Really wanna cry rn
but im too tough to let a tear drop from my eyes
She wear her smile upside down
But He don’t love her he just love what’s between her thighs
Know the block hot rn but all my custos outside so that why
Cooking up dope in
Killers and hoe niggas
Here come the 5-0 tripping
Everybody Po pimpin
Fuck it poor up more liquor
Everybody broke in the
Ain’t a lot Hope in the
Hot summers cold winters
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out
I might not make it out
I might not make it out
I pray I make it out
I pray I make it out




















