My Block

Woke up as i take a look Through my window I seen niggaz packing Pistols With some bad street niggaz Niggaz like pablo esco They my fellas fellow People In the midst in the Middle They would tell u crime pays like mr chito benzito In the spot full of player haters Dream chasers Goal getters still balling like Benzeman Knowing every robbery is lllegal Still they pulled up in the Street though Niggaz Hungry stomach hurt niggaz gotta eat Smuggling everyday struggle On my block Real one shits never ends on My block Can't stop won't Stop Cause the sun keep shining Non stop No the rain don't Fall I really wanna go Foreign But i don't have a passport No Visa Emotions getting Deeper My heart is bitter Like satan No sponsor no label and I'm Home alone Smoking weed sipping gin and Juice like snoop Dreaming bout all the lear jets Andnd coupe As i lay back homie acting like I'm Biggie small Sometimes i hear death Knocking on my front door Everyday struggle i don't Wanna live no more But i don't wanna die i swear To God i wanna live Cause i got story tell, homie i Have a dream When you can't find Peace And is driving you Insane Been searching all your life But never find a way Got you loosing focus can't Concentrate Can't sleep at night having Nightmares And then you stay woke to Another motherfing day Pray Hard Work Hard Nothing Feels Change Ain't Too Many Feel Your Damn Pain Ain't Too Many Feel Mine feel mine feel mine Havoc