Bloodstains

These voices in my head keep getting louder and louder I couldn't just move from a place, I couldn't become any prouder On the block where the cold wind blows I hustle everyday, tryna stack that doe Got my eyes on the prize, gotta stay low key Am I allowed to go Grew up in the ends in a game of life Where the danger lurks But I hold my ground under these cold streets Do I gotta put in work Got the 19 tucked in my waistline Gotta watch myself in this bullshit or crime I gotta watch my lil brother to not get the same fucking shit in his ages of prime I wanna make mama proud Like I'm a good of a fucking son Trying to do all the shit but I'm running around with the blood on my gun I had to run this shit and stay in charge, am I really the one They call me up and they say how it go, I say don't give a f*ck this is done From 1 plus 1 we start a rhyme, shit equals 2 every time 2 means me and her, she is supposed to be great as dime Let's multiply our vibe by 3 or 4, add a couple more threesome, foursome, don't give a f*ck we just trying to switch the flow What is the call? Mentally fucked up but I'm not the maniac Though you been looking hungry drooling but you being lazy punk and it's like that you a fucking brat, just tell me where the f*ck he at I'm up in the sky glowing and grinding and you know what's up with that Dick going in like a pussy destroyer just look at my blood and you know this shit's royal Dad told me never to trust all these bitches if she ain't the one then she never be loyal Boy just grew up from a bottom to top but top is illusion I never gonna stop People are saying go big or go home but bitch look at me I've been through a lot Ima mental, you know that I'm up there no rental Some bitch gonna light up some candles, I swear there's nothing no gentle Loud bitch need some attention, you get attached no intention I'm getting rich no invention, grab me a mil that's ascension These voices in my head keep getting louder and louder I couldn't just move from a place I couldn't become any prouder On the block where the cold wind blows I hustle everyday, tryna stack that doe Got my eyes on the prize, gotta stay low key Am I allowed to go Grew up in the ends in a game of life Where the danger lurks But I hold my ground under these cold streets Do I gotta put in work Got the 19 tucked in my waistline Gotta watch my back cause it's not like last time You know what I'm saying It ain't a shame in being yourself to carry your name We ain't the same, I've been doing this shit, you only just came I had to drop this shit and come here, to start this shit over again Bitch don't get it, I see, aight let me explain This ain't a shame to carry your name, we ain't the same, this ain't no game Don't cross your lane, your ass is to blame, couldn't maintain, lost to cocaine Say you a G, can't even aim, got no fame, got no game Bitch you is lame, ain't insane, and when you fall I will remain