Bought a coupe and blew the brains, my head is not the same
The devil knocking at the door tryin' do a home invasion
I can't let him in
Might as well kill me before you rob me, you'll have a better chance
Garden full of snakes
I've seen em the grass was thin
Tryin' make it to the top Ion care if it's a million stairs
I've been thru hell, you gotta feel me
Man this street shit they don't love nobody
They killing children
Man, this streets ain't for nobody
They forgot the mission
You supposed to make it out, why the hell your mind still in the trenches
I took the hardaway, I ain't have no penny man, I forgot to mention
Breaking in cars inside of garages you don't know that feeling
And you don't know that feeling when you don't know when you coming home
You f*cked up, don't got a pot to piss in, But you holding on
Give a dawg a bone
If I love you, then I'll let it be known
I'm dying inside, but look me in my eyes it'll never be shown
Lord, forgive me I know I be saying some crazy shit
I'm just speaking my mind, I'm broken inside I hope you can fix it
Like a palm tree
I watch em all leave when my palms was out
Like it's Aldis, he catch all of these for a small amount
I hope you get it
This street shit can get wicked
I was just sleeping ona bunk
300 sum days off a conviction
I couldn't even afford to bond out
And I fought it with ah PD
By the grace of God man
He opened my eyes, made em 3D
It f*cked my head up OG gotta see me like this
Like she ain't the main reason why I was taking that risk
It made me go harder, no food in the crib
But at least we got water
I need that Michael Jackson money
Tryin' stuff a billie in my jeans
These niggas ah fold if they seen the shit that I done seen
He sweeped the block up, you'll think he Mr. Clean
Was a shorty inlove with guns, taking sticks right up off the trees
That's where it all started at, looking up to my brother
I'm like, damn, I gotta be like that
Damn, I wanna be just like him
Dived in that water head first, Ian know how to swim
Ina deep end you get to sinking, If you don't got no skills
Niggas catching kills
No dollar bills involved, they just catching kills
Just to say they real, gotta put OG in the hills
With or without a deal
I speak that shit from the heart, that shit might give you chills
Long nights it drove me crazy
If I fall, would you ever save me
The streets, that's the one who raised me
Like, can I get my heart back
Stabbed me in my back it f*cked me up
I need my heart jacked up
Cause I'm running out of love
It's empty
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Bought a coupe and blew the brains, my head is not the same
The devil knocking at the door tryin' do a home invasion
I can't let him in
Might as well kill me before you rob me, you'll have a better chance
Garden full of snakes
I've seen em the grass was thin
Tryin' make it to the top Ion care if it's a million stairs
I've been thru hell, you gotta feel me
Man this street shit they don't love nobody
They killing children
Man, this streets ain't for nobody
They forgot the mission
You supposed to make it out, why the hell your mind still in the trenches
I took the hardaway, I ain't have no penny man, I forgot to mention
Breaking in cars inside of garages you don't know that feeling
And you don't know that feeling when you don't know when you coming home
You f*cked up, don't got a pot to piss in, But you holding on
Give a dawg a bone
If I love you, then I'll let it be known
I'm dying inside, but look me in my eyes it'll never be shown
Lord, forgive me I know I be saying some crazy shit
I'm just speaking my mind, I'm broken inside I hope you can fix it
Like a palm tree
I watch em all leave when my palms was out
Like it's Aldis, he catch all of these for a small amount
I hope you get it
This street shit can get wicked
I was just sleeping ona bunk
300 sum days off a conviction
I couldn't even afford to bond out
And I fought it with ah PD
By the grace of God man
He opened my eyes, made em 3D
It f*cked my head up OG gotta see me like this
Like she ain't the main reason why I was taking that risk
It made me go harder, no food in the crib
But at least we got water
I need that Michael Jackson money
Tryin' stuff a billie in my jeans
These niggas ah fold if they seen the shit that I done seen
He sweeped the block up, you'll think he Mr. Clean
Was a shorty inlove with guns, taking sticks right up off the trees
That's where it all started at, looking up to my brother
I'm like, damn, I gotta be like that
Damn, I wanna be just like him
Dived in that water head first, Ian know how to swim
Ina deep end you get to sinking, If you don't got no skills
Niggas catching kills
No dollar bills involved, they just catching kills
Just to say they real, gotta put OG in the hills
With or without a deal
I speak that shit from the heart, that shit might give you chills
Long nights it drove me crazy
If I fall, would you ever save me
The streets, that's the one who raised me
Like, can I get my heart back
Stabbed me in my back it f*cked me up
I need my heart jacked up
Cause I'm running out of love
It's empty
The devil knocking at the door tryin' do a home invasion
I can't let him in
Might as well kill me before you rob me, you'll have a better chance
Garden full of snakes
I've seen em the grass was thin
Tryin' make it to the top Ion care if it's a million stairs
I've been thru hell, you gotta feel me
Man this street shit they don't love nobody
They killing children
Man, this streets ain't for nobody
They forgot the mission
You supposed to make it out, why the hell your mind still in the trenches
I took the hardaway, I ain't have no penny man, I forgot to mention
Breaking in cars inside of garages you don't know that feeling
And you don't know that feeling when you don't know when you coming home
You f*cked up, don't got a pot to piss in, But you holding on
Give a dawg a bone
If I love you, then I'll let it be known
I'm dying inside, but look me in my eyes it'll never be shown
Lord, forgive me I know I be saying some crazy shit
I'm just speaking my mind, I'm broken inside I hope you can fix it
Like a palm tree
I watch em all leave when my palms was out
Like it's Aldis, he catch all of these for a small amount
I hope you get it
This street shit can get wicked
I was just sleeping ona bunk
300 sum days off a conviction
I couldn't even afford to bond out
And I fought it with ah PD
By the grace of God man
He opened my eyes, made em 3D
It f*cked my head up OG gotta see me like this
Like she ain't the main reason why I was taking that risk
It made me go harder, no food in the crib
But at least we got water
I need that Michael Jackson money
Tryin' stuff a billie in my jeans
These niggas ah fold if they seen the shit that I done seen
He sweeped the block up, you'll think he Mr. Clean
Was a shorty inlove with guns, taking sticks right up off the trees
That's where it all started at, looking up to my brother
I'm like, damn, I gotta be like that
Damn, I wanna be just like him
Dived in that water head first, Ian know how to swim
Ina deep end you get to sinking, If you don't got no skills
Niggas catching kills
No dollar bills involved, they just catching kills
Just to say they real, gotta put OG in the hills
With or without a deal
I speak that shit from the heart, that shit might give you chills
Long nights it drove me crazy
If I fall, would you ever save me
The streets, that's the one who raised me
Like, can I get my heart back
Stabbed me in my back it f*cked me up
I need my heart jacked up
Cause I'm running out of love
It's empty
Writer: Kenyon Clemons
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