Bleed (feat. TKWC)

Yeah, All the situations we face, All the moves we make, All the places that we live in Based on the conditions and circumstances we're given No, you don't bleed the way I bleed, cause you ain't cut the way I'm cut You might walk it like you talk it, still won't strut the way I strut You don't trust the way I trust, You ain't touching what I touch He might be just what you need, but still can't f*ck the way I f*ck I mean, I'm stuck in my old ways, still running this city with niggas with cold cases So patient, knowing I'm making it home, but my mama be so anxious Stone faces, I gotta prove him wrong just to show him I'm going places Laughing my way to the bank is the only time that I'm giving out bold statements I got a strength in my hustle, I be getting this shit off the muscle Kaynine Da G.A.W.D. be barking in this bitch and I never put on a muzzle You f*ck with the gang, then you know you in trouble Truthis, or Tha Culture we puttin you under And if you playing games, you gonna need CPR or a walker by summer my niggas for real It comes from the bottom don't mean you have to stay at the bottom And because you was born at the bottom don't mean you always be down Some of us ain't as privileged as others Some of us have to fight and prove everything we get, everything we got And then we gotta fight and protect in case somebody try to take it And that makes it worth it when we make it One thing for sure is, T gon' ball Run it up like star running backs till the reaper call I done seen it all Geez, he used to mess with me, now the haters tall, I done break the walls Men high, couldn't squeeze through Two different versions of the same being, now here emerges a great dude What's the reason? What's it for One was greatness, others holding on The old mistakes, old mishaps Overthinking leads to permanent naps Discernment of traps, saving the blood Less I'm gon' sweat, means the more I look tough Cover my cuts, banish the hoes Keep on trucking, most are on the go There's blood on the streets, blood on the leaves Blood on the green, they shoot for the trees Blood overseas, cut on TV Block out my eyes from the sights that I see Ring the alarm, announce that it's home We leave the hood, exposed to even more warm Foreign and all, watch where you walk Life's a situation, which it calls for a dog We're two of a kind But there's many of our kind But at the same time, we're different Just like that