Kur | Funk Flex | #Freestyle022 lyrics

[Verse 1]
I done been in cars that was shot up, I'm a survivor
I done stood on corners for hours, ain't make a dollar
Filled out so many apps, never got hired
Used to write so many raps, I felt inspired
By Jadakiss, State Prop, Major Figs
While n*ggas balled, I sat and watched, I played the bench
Was runnin' sprints, cops came, I jumped the fence
I was young as sh*t, Mom talkin' 'bout punishment
Man that sucka sh*t
Told my ass, "Stay in the house" and I said, "f*ck that sh*t"
Told me not too hand with them guys and I still hung with them
Told me keep my head in the books, was on some other sh*t
Was tryin' double sh*t
f*ck the money and the fame, this that struggle sh*t
This for all my young n*ggas out there hustlin'
Learn how to tuck your sh*t
Learn how to bust that sh*t, man I come from sh*t
I'd rather get my ass whooped, I never run from sh*t
If I could have one wish, I'd call Reem and tell him all about this sh*t
All about my b*tch, all about my trips
And them designer sneaks we talked about, I copped them sh*ts
'Member that b*tch we used to stalk? Oh yeah, I f*cked that b*tch
This that cutthroat sh*t, this that up-top sh*t
This that world do no talking we gon' bust Glocks quick
We gon' bust Glocks quick, yeah
I'm findin' happiness within
I pray a lot more, just askin' God for strength
Whatever's meant is meant, I take it on the chin
Through thick and thin, been with Coop since Pickering
Back when n*ggas was rockin' S.Dot scullies that had the brim
State Prop coat, Timbs, we young as sh*t
Neighbors used to look at us live we ain't sh*t
I think that's probably the reason I'm numb as sh*t
Reason I'm poppin' perc after perc, can't even sh*t
I came straight outta dirt, outta the pit
Hungry as sh*t after school, we stealin' chips
On picture day Jeff let me borrow his sh*t, let me borrow his kicks
sh*t I wore like a seven, that n*gga wore like a six, I still got it to fit
sh*t I been through the worst, still poppin' sh*t, yeah
I go off, I show off, I sold weed, I sold juugs
I sold pills, sold it all, I had packs, by my boss
I go off, times was hard, Moms struggled, had no job
Sold me dreams, told me lies, strange god, all that time
Almost cried, almost died, in the gutter, I survive
In that barrel, yeah I climb to the top, yeah I rise
Make mistakes, I can't lie, no game, I can't lie
My pain, I can't lie, sh*t I change, I can't lie
[Verse 2]
Can I get that acapella, please?
All this sh*t take time
I know it's gonna be less sunny days and more gray skies
Always tell my Grandma I'ma make time, and never make time
Feel like nobody could replace Don, that's my f*ckin' dawg
And when he got them years I cried so f*ckin' hard
Me and him was in the orgitories, used to stunt so hard
I done lost friends I really f*cked with over f*ck sh*t, over dumb sh*t
You get success, they get upset, want down talk 'cause you up next
They get cutthroat when you don't cut checks
sh*t I been through enough stress
sh*t I been through the worst sh*t
n*gga I done sold the worst sh*t
Plastic bag full of dirt sticks
Used to feel like I ain't worth sh*t
Every night poppin' perc tins
My n*gga Phil was on his serve sh*t
Mattress on the floor
n*ggas usin' matches lighting Ports
n*ggas sold crack, ain't have a choice
Either had a court date or run the court
Twenty n*ggas outside the corner store
Sixteen, I was broke 'cause times was hard
Used to stuff that kush inside them drawers
All this sh*t is for my n*ggas, I'm tryin' your heart
Late night, stressed out, I'm buyin' bars
Work my ass off till I get tired dawg
Till my n*ggas pull up all kind of cars
Till my n*gga Dot f*ck all kind of broads
Reem died, I done got all kind of scars