Hood Cycle

Enviyon On The Mix Yeah, shoutout Avo, he the reason I made this We all gonna shine together, we gonna shine forever You can't feel my pain PTSD, so traumatized couldn't nothing stop the rain The stuff I saw, wasn't supposed to see, it had me entertained I learned my way to make it out, so now, I see the fame I was a baby, smart as hell, with them little tight ass braids You can't feel my pain PTSD, so traumatized couldn't nothing stop the rain The stuff I saw, wasn't supposed to see, it had me entertained I learned my way to make it out, so now, I see the fame I was a baby, smart as hell, with them little tight ass braids Let me take you out I got my goal, you got your goal, we both can make it out They envy us, because, we're the best, and we can't make that route Take you to the hotel room, and show you what I'm all about I ball so hard, no foul I'm taking a class at Howard I'm using that Force, and I go Ghost, but I don't watch no Power Let take you out, and treat you right, let's go to the Sears Tower That boy a goofy, ain't treat you right, man, his ass a coward Man his ass a coward I know you want me, why are you faking See my goal, that's what I'm chasing This for the debt, so I'm embracing Mind your business, why are you hating Stand on my word, ain't no debate Tighten your screws and you won't have fate Should've been released, I came too late You failed that challenge, you're walking on crates Shoutout to Avo, I'm giving him credit Niggas be fans, y'all need Reddit You speak my word, I'm God, you're the Revered Gave you my heart, but you're joking like Kevin Ain't nobody else, this goal for us Playing too much, I wouldn't give you my trust Gotta go get it, because, it's a must If I don't, it's blowing like dust You can't feel my pain PTSD, so traumatized couldn't nothing stop the rain The stuff I saw, wasn't supposed to see, it had me entertained I learned my way to make it out, so now, I see the fame I was a baby, smart as hell, with them little tight ass braids You can't feel my pain PTSD, so traumatized couldn't nothing stop the rain The stuff I saw, wasn't supposed to see, it had me entertained I learned my way to make it out, so now, I see the fame I was a baby, smart as hell, with them little tight ass braids