Emotional

Aye It's hard to explain it When you tryna make changes I wanna be rich man I don't wanna be famous They say that this lifestyle it could really get dangerous It be the people you love that will end up leaving you hangin Sometimes I cry Got me asking god why I'm barely making it by Sometimes I be up at night When I record music I be up in my feelings If you never lost somebody you don't know the feelin This one for my mama while I point up at the ceiling And I'ma keep doing this music because it's my mental healin I'm tryna be different I could be robbing and stealin And if I get locked up I'll be no go to my children So I'm staying out the way And I don't care what they say I use to live crazy but now I'm living smarter I gotta do betta cause I got sons and daughters And watch they keep hatin cause I'm tryna make it farther When they try to stop me that only makes me go harder And that's on my mama They can't stop my come up And if you think you can stop me you don't have to bring jesus That's what I'm yelling to the back to my nonbelievers I had to cut some people off because they nothing but leechers And the prices just went up if you ask me for a feature Cause nothing is free Nobody did nun for me Don't need nobody but me Cause I believe in my dreams Man I done came along way from selling dope in the neighborhood Had to get a nine to five cause I know that the paper good And shout out to the ones that showed me love cause they understood And you can't understand if you didn't grow up up in the hood Didn't have no silver spoon I had to get it straight out the mud I grew up roun killas so I knew I was gone be a thug Don't want my kids to know nothing about this life because It's hard to explain it When you tryna make changes I wanna be rich man I don't wanna be famous They say that this lifestyle it could really get dangerous It be the people you love that will end up leaving you hangin Sometimes I cry Got me asking god why I'm barely making it by Sometimes I be up at night When I record music I be up in my feelings If you never lost somebody you don't know the feelin This one for my mama while I point up at the ceiling And I'ma keep doing this music because it's my mental healin I'm tryna be different I could be robbing and stealin And if I get locked up I'll be no go to my children So I'm staying out the way And I don't care what they say