Hard Headed (feat. Symba & THALI)

I don't know who's coming with me All I know is that I'm going I can't tell you how to get it All I know is how to show it Struck out rollin the wrong lane Put practice in my bowlin Got it straight up out the gutter All I know is to keep rollin As a youngin on that bullshit The violence we provoked it Didn't listen to OGs when they handed out them tokens Learned them lessons with a hard head Loadin up this cartridge Got the drop and now we parked up playin parts up on they park bench There's a hood in every city Know the struggle where we come from We just trynna make it out Make momma proud and make a lump sum Keep two feet on the ground You let em gas you then it's done done The dirt you do gon stick so know the damage can't be undone I try to speak to the young ones The way that Byrd and Bishop spoke to me You gon do what you gotta do Just know there's more that you can be The block just a little drop of all the world that you could see But from a cage or in a box there's nothin more you can achieve Them niggas got it I focused on my pockets and I breezed Stuck w a rocket but learned to play my pocket like I'm breeze See it's a process and I stuck through that process with my team No doubt about it we gon eat just keep solid and it's peace I made a promise word to me that if I go then we all go Otherwise it's right back to the block pack in the cargos Nobody wanna be Bodie everyone think they Marlo It's all show come whylin get ya heart broke I don't know who's coming with me All I know is that I'm going I can't tell you how to get it All I know is how to show it Struck out rollin the wrong lane Put practice in my bowlin Got it straight up out the gutter All I know is to keep rollin As a youngin on that bullshit The violence we provoked it Didn't listen to OGs when they handed out them tokens Learned them lessons with a hard head Loadin up this cartridge Got the drop and now we parked up playin parts up on they park bench Top floor, popping champagne we at the Ritz Watching out for shit that only exist when you rich Looking out for niggas that's living off my expense I helped a couple niggas get lit and ain't seen em since A lot of niggas what it takes but they don't commit They rather dream about it then find a way to get rich See failure comes with risk So that's why I'm convinced That you'll never win, trying to play both sides of the fence I'm smokin this Cali good Trynna help these overrated niggas get it understood I come from the trenches where them boys roll you in a wood And rap bout it for a look Some niggas feel like going to jails the only way out the hood I'm hurt but I'm laughin though You niggas counted me out and activated my savage mode I don't do no cappin bro I seen niggas die for shit i can't even explain Ok let me explain how me and you are not the same Don't tell me shit Just hold me down Down hold me back I lost too many of my dawgs I can't get back These streets ain't for me F*ck fame niggas killin to get glory These streets ain't for me F*ck fame niggas killin to get glory I can't tell you how to get it all I know is how to show it Got it straight up out the gutter all I know is to keep rollin Didn't listen to then OGs when they handed out them tokens Learned them lessons with a hard head And now we parked up playin parts up on they park bench