Thug

Imma ride Imma fight I will put that nail on the price I'm on rails no switching lanes I'm in Hove I'm running like a thug I watched my momma lose her father I was a kid back then Struggle and pain Shit-packed in our  lane I will be finding my way I  will be cycling on rails I'm parting my red sea Now I'm chasing my wave My mama whipped me when I played in the cold She told me to get warm Now I'm getting so old I'm getting so strong  I'm fighting my demon I'm fighting my fate I won't take things for granted I'm pushing my goals Early morning ten toes I'm digging  for gold I hap on the track make me some cash You living so fresh we live on the edge Ain't no regrets Fishing for racks My foot on the pedal I'm racing for medals Crowning my mama I'm working on next