Untold Stories

Blood strong, but I feel my family's running out it was that winter I remember my auntie kicked us out Too many rodents running through the house I got a story, real life facts, this what I've been around I watch street niggas go to jail and killers running wild But that's the shit we looked up to, look what I'm doing now Niggas don't really wanna see me, they just run they mouth Ain't never seen a struggle nigga, relate to me how Slept in the trap, freezing cold plus all the lights was out Slept in the basement in my other auntie mama house Thought he was cool, whole time we plottin' how to take him off We used to post up on my porch or go to Manny house Some niggas made it out the hood, some niggas ain't make it out More than a couple niggas killed what I could speak about We went to school, then all my niggas started dropping out Changed on me, don't none, my niggas wanna bail you out Psychopath attitude, I think I'm bipolar Ain't understand the street shit then, now I'm wise & older Everything we done been through made us hood soldiers Get back in your body before, 4nem come and knock you over Freaky bitch, slap her ass, she let me record her Police trying to book my niggas, shit like law and order Say you gon' kill me, Ight cool, looking over shoulder Nigga get up in my lane, I'ma run you over Hood niggas stay the same, that street shit ain't changed Bitch, I was in a trap with XTC, flowing through my veins I popped so many pills, it could've killed me though But I'm already living in hell, so what I'm living for Niggas shot, bodies drop, I seen that a lot That night I could've had a body if I seen the opps I know some shooters want on shit, they aimed for leg shots He talking bout my niggas, this bitch gon' make me crash out Ain't never in my life been for none, nigga So stay your ass up over there if you a f*ck, nigga You know I f*ck with ya, I never should've f*ck with ya Can't catch the opps up in the streets, cause they duck niggas That's a violation, he shake up with his left hand Stayed everywhere, Central Park, the K and Westend Blind niggas lead the blind, just walk to death, man Bitch cheated on me, so I'm fucking on her best friend Niggas calling with a problem, but ain't answer mine Bitch, I'm hanging off the phone, ain't wasting no more time If you crying cause you hurting, how you think I'm fine Stupid bitch, stabbed my uncle just about six times I think it was a four, five shot, Ty in his head about six times The hood evil left me traumatized and taking lives Our lights out, lighting candles, looking for flashlights Some niggas gone it's still the hood, but it ain't feeling right Killed, down the block, candle lit, all these peoples out Iris mama " he got a gun" everybody bailing out I was a shorty, Anaya & Cami, running to the house Been around death so many times, surprise ain't take me out But all the shit we been through, I'm glad I made it out 2018 was a struggle, my granddad tapped out 2019 my uncle died, but we had made it out From house to house, look at my mama happy in her house