I Can't Get Away

Yea, yea, yeaaa Aye Check it Y'all know what the f*ck going on Aye Quey on the beat lets gooo Damn Just another day In the streets ain’t no rules That’s just how they play Niggas think they safe I guarantee they not this not no bank Not no military Give a f*ck about your damn rank Hey They get it out the mud I know a nigga switched up And killed his own blood I know a chick dated a dude Just to set him up So even in that bedroom Believe I got that pistol tucked Sun up to sun down In the streets I was out there Had to make my rounds Extra clips on me I was clutching on my 4 pound If a nigga try me Swear to God it’s gone be man downnn I ain’t come to play Everybody eats So I’m hustling like everyday Momma please be forgive me At times I know that I misbehave I can’t help it that’s how I'm raised It’s just my mentality They set these limits But I’m feeling like a Soulja I ain’t master P And I know that I done told ya Ima keep fighting I ain’t stopping til it’s over Always kept it G Winter times got colder Fell down and got up Brushed that dirt off my shoulder I feel them dreams coming Everyday they getting closer Grandma told me Grind and grind and you gone make it Grandma this my time to shine And ima take it I can’t get away I can’t get away (Yea you know I’m from the struggle) I can’t get away Everyday another challenge I face I can’t get away So I live just to fight another day (And you know that ima hustle) I can’t get away Gotta make sure my family straight Street talent and real Grandma told me I’m the star child Something happen to me She say that’s gone eat her heart out Late night with my niggas Rolling deep with them tints Guns loaded up I know it don’t make no sense It’s the end of the month And my dawg ain’t got rent Creeping on your block And we gone pull back again We outchea with it We ain’t sitting on the fence We won’t so we get it That’s the way that it’s gone end Yea Run into your house And I hope that you ain’t sleep yet Pillow talking with her That’s gone have you six feet She put us on game It was just the other week She said yea I gotta another one This shit is to sweet Yea Yea We caught you on your Oh I’m in love shit You ain’t know it But yea she a thug bitch Rule number 1 Don’t you ever trust these hoes Rule number 2 Don’t you trust a fucking soul Nooo