Black
Raised by my old heads, I learned to handle my business
You can keep the fake love, only surrounded by real ones
Old Soul I probably could've kicked it with pilgrims
Cause I'm the type of nigga he'll build him a village
Shit ain't no hole in my blood, it ain't no cap in my wrap
And I don't even want the beat, if that shit ain't from clack
I keep it in the family cause my niggas keep it a stack
School of hard knocks, nigga you can't cut you no slack
I done took so many hits, somehow I got back up
I done came this far, I might as well try my luck
I'm drawing up a play, why niggs expecting a punt
I know this shit gon' blow their mind when I decide to say"hut"
This that wintertime grind, season for the hustlers
Ain't no hoes on my line, I'm talking to a customer
Ain't no competition, them boys can never touch us
Niggas talk, I'm hearing daffy, all they do is duck us
This ain't no game, this ain't no gimmicks, bitch I really did it
I should've came with a bow because I'm really gifted
I bet it all upon myself because I'm really different
And ain't nobody put me on, I had to really get it
When G Died, my spirit ain't been at peace since
I got the news at the buzzer, both playing defense
All this pain, some are harder than the cement
I talk to God every night cause I gotta repent
You was fighting for your life, I'm fighting for a dub
Natural cause, Doc said blood was in your lungs
I took two L's that day, I knew some shit was up
I give it all back just for big cuz
It's cool though cause I can feel you on my worst days
Before I turn 21, bottles on my birthday
I'm writing this shit because I need you in the worst way
Gotta keep swinging if I wanna see first base
It's a dirty game, life throwing curve balls
I'm in my own lane so I can't get swerved off
Niggas tweet all day and swear they getting birds off
Only way to rid this pain is to get these words off, nigga
I'm chilling out the way we face, skimming on some paper
I'm going out with success, this ain't no blind date
And I ain't trying to test time because I know it's fate
I only had one option, it was make a way
A nigga tried to do my head, I gotta ace, nigga
I'm in them trenches with gorillas, ain't no vape on them
Young, fly nigga chilling with some pape on them
You would think, bro, a barber, how you do that tape on them
I'm out the way, I'm just focused on mine
I leave my pain on this beat and on my shoulder, these rhymes
One thing about my shoe, these niggas couldn't walk, I'm all in mine
Talk them out, they can see, K, this ain't no Calvin Klein
It's where we draw the line, you and yours, y'all can't f*ck with mine
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the grind
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the hustle
On them rainy days, nigga, I go dancing in them puddles
Listen, bro
I was gonna take this poem to thank God for it
This nigga blessed me, man
I feel blessed right now
I feel blessed right now
I can't even lie, nigga
I woke up
Sad ass headache
I was drinking shit last night
I feel good every day I wake up
I can't even lie, bro
Keep the positive energy, man
We going crazy, man
Nah, bro
This point forward, bro
Nothing but positive energy, bro
That's the sex, my niggas
Hey
We going up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
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English
Black
Raised by my old heads, I learned to handle my business
You can keep the fake love, only surrounded by real ones
Old Soul I probably could've kicked it with pilgrims
Cause I'm the type of nigga he'll build him a village
Shit ain't no hole in my blood, it ain't no cap in my wrap
And I don't even want the beat, if that shit ain't from clack
I keep it in the family cause my niggas keep it a stack
School of hard knocks, nigga you can't cut you no slack
I done took so many hits, somehow I got back up
I done came this far, I might as well try my luck
I'm drawing up a play, why niggs expecting a punt
I know this shit gon' blow their mind when I decide to say"hut"
This that wintertime grind, season for the hustlers
Ain't no hoes on my line, I'm talking to a customer
Ain't no competition, them boys can never touch us
Niggas talk, I'm hearing daffy, all they do is duck us
This ain't no game, this ain't no gimmicks, bitch I really did it
I should've came with a bow because I'm really gifted
I bet it all upon myself because I'm really different
And ain't nobody put me on, I had to really get it
When G Died, my spirit ain't been at peace since
I got the news at the buzzer, both playing defense
All this pain, some are harder than the cement
I talk to God every night cause I gotta repent
You was fighting for your life, I'm fighting for a dub
Natural cause, Doc said blood was in your lungs
I took two L's that day, I knew some shit was up
I give it all back just for big cuz
It's cool though cause I can feel you on my worst days
Before I turn 21, bottles on my birthday
I'm writing this shit because I need you in the worst way
Gotta keep swinging if I wanna see first base
It's a dirty game, life throwing curve balls
I'm in my own lane so I can't get swerved off
Niggas tweet all day and swear they getting birds off
Only way to rid this pain is to get these words off, nigga
I'm chilling out the way we face, skimming on some paper
I'm going out with success, this ain't no blind date
And I ain't trying to test time because I know it's fate
I only had one option, it was make a way
A nigga tried to do my head, I gotta ace, nigga
I'm in them trenches with gorillas, ain't no vape on them
Young, fly nigga chilling with some pape on them
You would think, bro, a barber, how you do that tape on them
I'm out the way, I'm just focused on mine
I leave my pain on this beat and on my shoulder, these rhymes
One thing about my shoe, these niggas couldn't walk, I'm all in mine
Talk them out, they can see, K, this ain't no Calvin Klein
It's where we draw the line, you and yours, y'all can't f*ck with mine
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the grind
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the hustle
On them rainy days, nigga, I go dancing in them puddles
Listen, bro
I was gonna take this poem to thank God for it
This nigga blessed me, man
I feel blessed right now
I feel blessed right now
I can't even lie, nigga
I woke up
Sad ass headache
I was drinking shit last night
I feel good every day I wake up
I can't even lie, bro
Keep the positive energy, man
We going crazy, man
Nah, bro
This point forward, bro
Nothing but positive energy, bro
That's the sex, my niggas
Hey
We going up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Raised by my old heads, I learned to handle my business
You can keep the fake love, only surrounded by real ones
Old Soul I probably could've kicked it with pilgrims
Cause I'm the type of nigga he'll build him a village
Shit ain't no hole in my blood, it ain't no cap in my wrap
And I don't even want the beat, if that shit ain't from clack
I keep it in the family cause my niggas keep it a stack
School of hard knocks, nigga you can't cut you no slack
I done took so many hits, somehow I got back up
I done came this far, I might as well try my luck
I'm drawing up a play, why niggs expecting a punt
I know this shit gon' blow their mind when I decide to say"hut"
This that wintertime grind, season for the hustlers
Ain't no hoes on my line, I'm talking to a customer
Ain't no competition, them boys can never touch us
Niggas talk, I'm hearing daffy, all they do is duck us
This ain't no game, this ain't no gimmicks, bitch I really did it
I should've came with a bow because I'm really gifted
I bet it all upon myself because I'm really different
And ain't nobody put me on, I had to really get it
When G Died, my spirit ain't been at peace since
I got the news at the buzzer, both playing defense
All this pain, some are harder than the cement
I talk to God every night cause I gotta repent
You was fighting for your life, I'm fighting for a dub
Natural cause, Doc said blood was in your lungs
I took two L's that day, I knew some shit was up
I give it all back just for big cuz
It's cool though cause I can feel you on my worst days
Before I turn 21, bottles on my birthday
I'm writing this shit because I need you in the worst way
Gotta keep swinging if I wanna see first base
It's a dirty game, life throwing curve balls
I'm in my own lane so I can't get swerved off
Niggas tweet all day and swear they getting birds off
Only way to rid this pain is to get these words off, nigga
I'm chilling out the way we face, skimming on some paper
I'm going out with success, this ain't no blind date
And I ain't trying to test time because I know it's fate
I only had one option, it was make a way
A nigga tried to do my head, I gotta ace, nigga
I'm in them trenches with gorillas, ain't no vape on them
Young, fly nigga chilling with some pape on them
You would think, bro, a barber, how you do that tape on them
I'm out the way, I'm just focused on mine
I leave my pain on this beat and on my shoulder, these rhymes
One thing about my shoe, these niggas couldn't walk, I'm all in mine
Talk them out, they can see, K, this ain't no Calvin Klein
It's where we draw the line, you and yours, y'all can't f*ck with mine
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the grind
Tripped a couple times and I fell in love with the hustle
On them rainy days, nigga, I go dancing in them puddles
Listen, bro
I was gonna take this poem to thank God for it
This nigga blessed me, man
I feel blessed right now
I feel blessed right now
I can't even lie, nigga
I woke up
Sad ass headache
I was drinking shit last night
I feel good every day I wake up
I can't even lie, bro
Keep the positive energy, man
We going crazy, man
Nah, bro
This point forward, bro
Nothing but positive energy, bro
That's the sex, my niggas
Hey
We going up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Writer: Kaleif Gaines
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
