Blemished (feat. Chapo)

Hold on This Choppa on the beat, man Better top my shit real quick I'm a different beast, someone that should not be fucked with I come from the streets, where you learn to grow up real quick My momma worked three jobs, had four kids, so I know it Either hustle or you starve, it's your choice, so go ahead and pick Since the sandbox, I already knew I'd make it out Was good in school, just needed street knowledge, so I took that rap Stood on the block with all my brothers, looked like lethal boy scouts And we went through pain together, cause that's what the game's about I grew up without a father, but I'm still a man Can't forget the day when me and gang had touched a band We played with sticks and drugs, but no, we not in a band Might mask up and come for you, but we not Taliban From the projects, where they label you as lesser than Some of my brothers made mistakes, can't get no second chance I knew I had to make it out, come with a better plan Hustle harder, hustle smarter, just like 50 said This gotta work, cause I can't let my ma see her son dead Go, yeah Records so cracked, I'm defeated You come back, my niggas an issue Diamonds a stunt, they aiming to reach Them niggas was crying, niggas bleeding Momma said she lost her dog Prayers before you hit a car Niggas shooting, they hit the wall Eyes is red, they set it up Brothers gone with hatred scars They caught my back, I brought my car Chances in, I make it large Opportunity ain't really giving Thumbing through them bands, I'm winning Niggas mad, they chase a villain Changes through my dirty image I made the play, it's my decision