Keys lyrics

I watch my auntie smoke crack in my face
My right hand down-town finding new case
I try to hold together but that sh*t be hard
I battle with myself - Do I believe in God?

When I'm down I rob ni**as I'm not good with fraud
My brother of them xans and he keep knobbing off
The plug keep moving funny we gon' knock him off
We supposed to be a teen they tryn'a block my bum

My daughter like just me that's my good luck
She's the reason I be safe when I'm gliked up
I know if I get caught they gon' send me up
And I know if I'm hungry they ain't gon' send me much

But I can't blame them for my own thoughts
It ain't [what] they thought, I got caught on my own
If you really want that check you gotta go grind on your own
They ain't your real friend if they're scared to tell [you] you're wrong (f*ck them ni**as man)

Grandma told me I'm just worried about you
I never let you write, I know you left gon' do
And I'mma try to do my best in everything I do
You telling me these ni**as fake, sh*t, I already knew (I knew that)

(Ye)
I ain't stupid
And if I had a (??) I'm investing, I'm not foolish
I ain't never tryn'a fit in
If you can look you in the eye, don't let them get in
I met like 3 different ni**as who were supposed to be my paps'
Mama' 17 years old, grandma was all I got (I can't blame them)
I know I've disappointed grandma when I started rapping (the sh*t is crazy)
And I ain't never asked for Jordans, I knew we ain't got it (I knew it)

(Ye)
And that's just as real as it gets
Same ni**as you that ran with they ain't sending you sh*t
Same ni**as you scream gang with ain't sending you sh*t (don't expect it)
Same ni**as you spent a full with a turn for a bits (That's facts)

Them ni**as capping like they've been through it
Their mama had good jumps and all their friends knew it
In six grade my homie used to let me rock his leather
And I was trash and he was trash we were strapped together

And when 12 locked us up
We were strapped together
We were booming rack case just to communicate
My b*tch left me, I was down bad with the super date
I kept my head up, 'cause I knew I would make a change

I knew I would make it rain
I don't need to call defend this by myself I had to stay
I put my bless wiping tears of this dirty game
And all this negativity - it ain't gon' get you paid
My daughter go crazy when she sees daddy's face
Me and my mama don't really talk like we supposed to do
And I don't think she can imagine what I'm going through
They've tried to tell me school and jobs [that's] what I'm supposed to do
Ain't no millionaires in my family, I think we overdo

My first baby-mama think I'm that same youngin'
I came home I grind for that and I ain't ask for nothing
And that's just as real as it gets
Free Rich