my hunger is equal to my struggle i came from nothin grindin then i made it to somethin the age of a youngin started hangin and bangin and hustlin exchangin the customs to make it in this dangerous jungle in a treacherous war people dying nobody crying all the shit that i saw you expect me to sit on the porch every moment is yours freeze up and you fall by the torch where i m from better not front in the city i m from homicides on a sunday in the city i m from young nigga always hanging wit them older guys we was bangin slangin all the white but we ain t oberweis fantasizing tryna be that trap nigga can t get to the money we too busy tryna clap niggas standing on that block where my mama told me boy don t got right there but i was by that store right there learned everything i know right there me and broski brought me to the block he showed me the work and he sold me the work but nobody never told me to work i used to post up talk shit and tote guns while we smoke blunts we knew the price if we gon live this life but we like so what cause no one gon make a way for none of us to come up but i m tryna make a way for every one of us to come up when the sun rise i roll a philly up and load the semi up by 9 o clock i m drinkin double cups and gettin paper cuts we savin up sittin on this money now it s raisin us we trained to buss you can run dog that s what this laser for i think i need to take a breather cause i m hot as fever i m about to bring some type of demon right up outta me cause i been feelin like you pussy niggas tryna plot on me that s why i keep this glock on me plus i got all this guap on me but way before the flex you still could catch me on that block out east lost my homies now i feel like god just dropped a rock on me but i won t stop i can t stop gotta go hard till my rate drop spittin all this fire make my face hot now i can t wait till my tape drop and i m still up on the 8 block late night me and j dot better think twice for you ride past let the 9 blast now the jakes hot i was bout to take a rest but smoke told me bro it ain t no let ups so i m working hard like i m in the pros make a nigga bitch lick my sweat up she suckin dick and i just met her she know a nigga next up she hope i don t neglect her and she know i don t respect her and i might forget my sweater but never leave the house without berettas still the same nigga from the gangway tryna flip a ounce into a phantom catch me doing shows filling stands up you know the gang turn the fans up and you know we got them cans tucked hope nobody don t get blammed up i be leanin i can t stand up and this bitch asked me why my jeans sag cause they tryna hold my bands up heard somebody wanna rob me well you bett not give ya chance up 2 seats in the 50 shot i just hope i don t get jammed up and this 50 bett not jam up i seen niggas get in jams and they ain t even stay to pick they mans up i seen niggas shakin hands then make the same niggas put they hands up i seen niggas changed gettin change niggas that was cool since the sandbox so i gotta keep my head up 16 and i got one head up and ion talk i let the gun talk and she don t never really understand nothin let a fuck nigga ask somethin give a fuck nigga every one gave my young niggas couple 38s and some shells let em have fun young niggas spend a lot of cash cause growing up i never had none i m like oh i gotta get me some cause being broke wasn t any fun we got choppers for everyone who want problems with anyone i be tired of tryna tell y all niggas where a nigga really comin from and why a nigga gotta go hard cause ion really come from nothin and i never been a runner up cause it ain t nobody runnin us and lil mally got that sit em down if somebody ever runnin up imma always bond them killas out what chu think i got them hunnids for crazy james just knocked his sentence out yeah the state done let a menace out so i m showing up at my nigga house like the cop that move the tenants out but i ain t tryna put ya business out 
['chicago rap', 'drill']