Song Cry

Bottom of the bottom struggling Nobody helped That's why I got up off my ass and got it by myself I seen too many niggas die over designer belts I never cried about the shit i faced them just the cards was dealt Small apartment with my family we close as hell I always had the weight before i ever touched a scale Coming up inside the ghetto like a living hell Will i make it out or die shit only time will tell It's ugly them shooters bussin they gone let it off I shared a room with my brother it wasn't big at all Where I'm from it's either rapping or play basketball That's why the fact I'm out in this college shit don't make sense at all When i felt like i was under woods would get me over So if you see me i look sad, shit I'm really sober As a shorty did sum thangs that i wasn't supposed to Grandaddy in Heaven i get high and hope it bring us closer Cuz i ain't have a father with me That's why on every song i said f*ck em and i meant it Toting gripping on this chrome in this whip we riding tented My uncles was my father figures taught me how to get Jasaun stood up like a soldier when he lost his mother That's why i love the twins just like they my lil brothers The same gang and i rep it never claim another The same niggas with me I'll never switch up on em Public schooling used to run the halls and cheat on tests 2013 out west at urban prep Niggas talking all that shit i have the blicky at yo neck Seen my mama struggle motivated me to get a check Ain't seen my brother in 4 years God know i miss em 87th hit a jugg then hit up Harolds chicken I watched my nigga catch a body cuz they killed his sister Now he locked up another number in the fucking system Inna field with my niggas I'll never switch sides I ain't never had a car so Leon would give me rides Trapping out my granny kitchen i wouldn't baking apple pies Seen my mama go through pain the only thing to make me cry That's why I'm rapping like i mean it I ain't never telling lies You niggas out here fake gang banging need to pick a side When we was broke and sharing clothes i used to ask myself why Me and my brother and my mama one bed on Claremont Was either rapping or was trapping All my niggas bout that action In these raps it ain't no cappin Thank myself i made it happen So i hop up on these beats and lose my mind i get to blackin Everything i say i mean it so i spit it with a passion I get Plenty high up off these drugs like it's beneficial I had to make the beat cry so someone get a tissue It's plenty more to talk about and more to get up into I pour my soul up in this shit this just the fucking intro Bottom of the bottom struggling Nobody helped That's why I got up off my ass and got it by myself I seen too many niggas die over designer belts I never cried about the shit i faced them just the cards was dealt Small apartment with my family we close as hell I always had the weight before i ever touched a scale Coming up inside the ghetto like a living hell Will i make it out or die shit only time will tell