I don't wanna lose it all
Lose it all
I come from where roaches on the floor
And they all in the kitchen
No food to eat
Not even a place to sleep
But we still getting it
Hustle hard my brother say
Keep going and stand on business
Get back to work
Cause you not finished
On the block where they hustle hard
New shoes had to struggle for em
Came up out the dirt side of Baton Rouge
You learn to play yo cards
Stood on business every time they came
No you can't play them boys
Walked to mama lee's all in the rain
But you claim it wasn't hard
How could you say that and you wasn't here for it
Ain't really bout it you just making noise
Grinding hard we aint have no place to eat
Still aint have no place to sleep
This not where you wanna be
Just how we came up
Just tryna f*ck the game up
Aint Tryna be famous
Ask me why I sound like this
You don't know where that pain from
Lost Monique when I was young
Lost Kacey at 21
They told me this shit might get better
I just feel like i been done
They say its All good
They try to say its All good
I know this shit aint all good
They try to say its all good
But I know it aint
I make it look so easy
So nobody come and check on me
Battling with my thoughts about my dreams
Is God rejecting me
Like is this shit my purpose
Or I'm planned for something better
Gotta play our role Cause that's all this shit is
So its whatever
So I'm holding up my bezel
Come through sliding in that Benz truck
Remember going through things all by myself
Then ask what I need friends for
Tears and fits so we wasn't Always able to get more
Years straight I slept with a pallet on the floor
Remember them baming on the door
We got a warrant everybody get down
Looking for a nigga aint here
I get to flashing and tell a bitch move round
Know they be profiling
Come through driving in some shit outside they tax bracket
Yea this shit look good for the times we didn't have it
We was on the block where they hustle hard
Came up out the dark part of Baton Rouge
You learn to keep yo rod
Stood on business every time
They know that they couldn't play them boys
Walked to micky d's collecting change
But you claimed it wasn't hard
Shid it's all good
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I don't wanna lose it all
Lose it all
I come from where roaches on the floor
And they all in the kitchen
No food to eat
Not even a place to sleep
But we still getting it
Hustle hard my brother say
Keep going and stand on business
Get back to work
Cause you not finished
On the block where they hustle hard
New shoes had to struggle for em
Came up out the dirt side of Baton Rouge
You learn to play yo cards
Stood on business every time they came
No you can't play them boys
Walked to mama lee's all in the rain
But you claim it wasn't hard
How could you say that and you wasn't here for it
Ain't really bout it you just making noise
Grinding hard we aint have no place to eat
Still aint have no place to sleep
This not where you wanna be
Just how we came up
Just tryna f*ck the game up
Aint Tryna be famous
Ask me why I sound like this
You don't know where that pain from
Lost Monique when I was young
Lost Kacey at 21
They told me this shit might get better
I just feel like i been done
They say its All good
They try to say its All good
I know this shit aint all good
They try to say its all good
But I know it aint
I make it look so easy
So nobody come and check on me
Battling with my thoughts about my dreams
Is God rejecting me
Like is this shit my purpose
Or I'm planned for something better
Gotta play our role Cause that's all this shit is
So its whatever
So I'm holding up my bezel
Come through sliding in that Benz truck
Remember going through things all by myself
Then ask what I need friends for
Tears and fits so we wasn't Always able to get more
Years straight I slept with a pallet on the floor
Remember them baming on the door
We got a warrant everybody get down
Looking for a nigga aint here
I get to flashing and tell a bitch move round
Know they be profiling
Come through driving in some shit outside they tax bracket
Yea this shit look good for the times we didn't have it
We was on the block where they hustle hard
Came up out the dark part of Baton Rouge
You learn to keep yo rod
Stood on business every time
They know that they couldn't play them boys
Walked to micky d's collecting change
But you claimed it wasn't hard
Shid it's all good
Lose it all
I come from where roaches on the floor
And they all in the kitchen
No food to eat
Not even a place to sleep
But we still getting it
Hustle hard my brother say
Keep going and stand on business
Get back to work
Cause you not finished
On the block where they hustle hard
New shoes had to struggle for em
Came up out the dirt side of Baton Rouge
You learn to play yo cards
Stood on business every time they came
No you can't play them boys
Walked to mama lee's all in the rain
But you claim it wasn't hard
How could you say that and you wasn't here for it
Ain't really bout it you just making noise
Grinding hard we aint have no place to eat
Still aint have no place to sleep
This not where you wanna be
Just how we came up
Just tryna f*ck the game up
Aint Tryna be famous
Ask me why I sound like this
You don't know where that pain from
Lost Monique when I was young
Lost Kacey at 21
They told me this shit might get better
I just feel like i been done
They say its All good
They try to say its All good
I know this shit aint all good
They try to say its all good
But I know it aint
I make it look so easy
So nobody come and check on me
Battling with my thoughts about my dreams
Is God rejecting me
Like is this shit my purpose
Or I'm planned for something better
Gotta play our role Cause that's all this shit is
So its whatever
So I'm holding up my bezel
Come through sliding in that Benz truck
Remember going through things all by myself
Then ask what I need friends for
Tears and fits so we wasn't Always able to get more
Years straight I slept with a pallet on the floor
Remember them baming on the door
We got a warrant everybody get down
Looking for a nigga aint here
I get to flashing and tell a bitch move round
Know they be profiling
Come through driving in some shit outside they tax bracket
Yea this shit look good for the times we didn't have it
We was on the block where they hustle hard
Came up out the dark part of Baton Rouge
You learn to keep yo rod
Stood on business every time
They know that they couldn't play them boys
Walked to micky d's collecting change
But you claimed it wasn't hard
Shid it's all good
Writer: keandre carter
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