[Verse]
This sh*t's stressful, everyone depending on me
I could get killed any day, cause I'm still in the streets
Tryna make a way for errbody, we all gotta eat
When it's time to bust a move, you gotta keep it discrete
I just grab my 40 Glock and I get on my knees
I ask the Lord for forgiveness, cause I didn't believe
I done lost so many n*ggas, that it filled me with grief
My broski died in my face I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep
Yeah, these streets done f*cked me up, I live my life seeking vengence
I don't give a f*ck, them bullets hitting n*ggas and b*tches
Still going through this struggle, b*tch we trapped in the trenches
And still got my daughter errthing she wanted for christmas
And when I look at her she smile and that's the reason I'm living
I'm tryna touch dem M's, errday Thanksgiving
Popping pills like M&M's, got a young n*gga trippin'
Main n*gga acting tough, be the main n*gga snitchin'
Think about when you was broke, who was the main n*ggas with you?
It was me and Mikey Dollaz, robbin' n*ggas its a stick up
Shawties hop up out that pickup, with them sticks tucked tryna hit sum
So much money to be made, I.L just tryna get sum
n*gga lit right now, so I'm lurking with a mask off
CPDK, f*ck a n*gga with a badge on
You only wanna see us black people with a headstone
Ridin' with my n*ggas, I don't care if they was dead wrong
I will pop up at your front door, n*gga ding-dong
Mean with the beam, lemon squeez, we can get it on
All my n*ggas Gs, real n*ggas ain't go never fold
Broke my heart to find out a couple n*ggas round me told
What you know bout trappin' in the winter and your toes cold
Three socks, runnin' from the cops on a long road
I swear to god, I don't rap 'bout sh*t, that I don't know
I done seen a couple bandz and a n*gga then been dead broke
I hit my momma hand, I'm the man I gotta hold the load
Sometime it's so much on my brain that it might overload
Only thing that help a n*gga, I get my daughter and hold her close
My Baby and my music, only thing that keep me holdin' on
I hope you get the message, cause this ain't no ordinary song
Have you ever been in a crowd but you felt alone
Everyday stressin', but pretending that it's nothing wrong
It's f*cked up in the streets and your b*tch trippin' once you make it home
No time for these b*tches, rap about it in my songs
So I ain't lying to these b*tches
Imma go out and get it, I don't rely on these b*tches
And my homies got faith, they say that I'm gon' be the ticket
But I been rappin' for so long, that I done thought about quittin'
I also made alot of money, I could flex on you n*ggas, LA with MTV
Spike Lee took me to dinner, but I'm still in the hood
So how the f*ck am I a winner? I guess it's cause I lost my faith
But everybody is a sinner, I been going through this pain, it cut me deeper than a splinter
I really played with cocaine, you other rappers just pretenders, really playing with them thangs
Mask up and handle business, Komak runnin' through my veins
Yeah I go crazy 'bout my n*ggas, I be yelling it's a stain while I'm grippin' on my pistol
Baby G up on my face, god why you take my n*gga? I just rolled a backwood, I graduated from the swishers
I used to have a family, until they knocked me out the picture
Now it's just my momma, my big sister and lil sister
I accept the fact Imma rapper and dope pusher
And Imma go hard, cause I know that the world looking
I.L