Juice Grippy - All My Battles Lyrics

This is it, man Fresh up off the block, gettin' cheese cuz shit
Never handed When my niggas hit the spot, know we burn it
Like a candle, And I'm brave with the hawk, like I'm straight
Up out Atlanta Separated from the fakers, they would never
Understand us If you ever disrespected what you stated
Can't recant it Analyze the situation, break it down and
Get dismantled Never mind if niggas hatin, the love overshadowed
Give the war to my God, cuz he fightin' all my battles
Iron Heart, can't let em' shake you or be rattled
Only God is my judge, not a nigga with a gavel
I'ma do it with my niggas, for my niggas I'ma have it
For my niggas in the system, hold your head and keep it savage
Every day I'm in the trenches, I just wish I'm livin' lavish
Hard broke, we lost Buddha, before we lost Travis
Uncle Jeff told me step, so I'ma put him on my karats
Every dollar I'ma stack, for the nights I never had it
Like Kareem on the block, remember diming like I'm magic
Flip a pack and get it back, had to stretch it like elastic
Remember sleepin' on the floor, askin' God for a mattress
Lotta rappin, niggas cappin, if I said it, then it happened
And I'm real right, f*ck fakin, won't even feel right
Due like rent, so I'm just tryna get my bills right
Too locked in, let me show you what it feels like
I just want the money, see my niggas out the field life
Trap until it's finished, I'm a menace with the Zaza
Foolish with the spinach, keep a Cam just like I'm Popeye
Charger Doin' 90 while I'm swervin' on the 95
A lot of niggas dyin' for the clout, but nigga not I
Brody got a beam, playin' tag with a laser
I been gettin' money, I ain't worried about a hater
How you cuff her treesh? Cause you thought she need a savior
Married to the streets, cause I'm engaged in the paper
Never touch money, then I switch, I'm the same one
Talkin' like you hot, but really not, I get you flamed up
Brody movin' Kobe with the eight, that mean he came clutch
I lost a couple bands, I got it back all in the same month
Confidence is everything, money a necessity
Brody got that weight and he burned it like it's Fetamine
Now I'm lookin' back at all the people was ahead of me
Banana on a pear, that shit ironic, it was lemon squeeze
Gunnin' for a spot, I mean a top, that shit I'm built for
And I will not stop until my name up on a billboard
Lazy or you shaky, those the niggas I don't feel for
Humble, but I'm hungry, I ain't stoppin' till the wheels off
Gotta hit the plug before the pack done
Time is of the essence if you sleepin' or you slackin
Givenchy, not Giuseppe, Monclair or the Mackage
I would never settle if I wanted, I'm a have it, that's a fact