Lyrics
I remember back when
Reflecting on past experiences.
I'll take 32 from my crack bin
Referencing involvement with illegal substances.
I hit the scene then I hit the feens in a half spin
Entering the scene, engaging with drug users in a rapid manner.
A different king that would split the cream with my faction
Being a leader sharing profits within a group.
Tried to ditch the dream but the triple beam was my passion
Struggling to let go of a risky lifestyle, driven by a desire for wealth.
I started packing whoa
Carrying a weapon for self-defense.
Then started clapping so
Using the weapon in a threatening manner.
That didn't stop me from getting doe off of trapping no
Continuing to make money through illegal activities.
I didn't know I would make it from off of rapping
Uncertain about success in the music industry.
Even when shit would slow up I told myself it would happen scrap
Remaining optimistic despite setbacks.
Let's take it back a little
Reflecting on earlier times.
When I was half as little
Recalling a challenging upbringing.
Only 17 but I already learned to pack the fiddle
Learning criminal skills at a young age.
The hunger pains had me always angry and asking riddles
Constant struggle and frustration.
They eating on chicken all I really ever had was gristle
Facing poverty and limited food options.
It's crazy how these niggas only half official
Criticizing others for not being fully authentic.
I pull the tech out on these niggas so they have to whistle
Using force to gain respect.
Grown man no man we don't have no issues
Asserting maturity and lack of personal conflicts.
I'm really the shit when I'm finished you could have the tissue
Confident in one's abilities.
But hold up
Pause for reflection.
I'm tryna blow up
Aspiring for success in the music industry.
I'm having visions of niggas getting their glow up
Imagining others achieving success.
I'm seeing pictures of niggas tearing the roads up
Observing challenges and envy from others.
Niggas plotting and hating they scheming make it so tough
Encountering obstacles and hostility.
But that was wack to me
Dismissing negative experiences.
Viewed it as a tragedy
Viewing difficulties as a tragic aspect of life.
Tried to put some niggas on I tried to do it gradually
Attempting to help others gradually.
Through with all these niggas bond their movements all I had to see
Realizing the limitations of some associates.
I done made a movement that ain't moving so I had to leave
Moving away from unproductive associations.
I was sitting in a grave like a corpse do
Feeling stuck and lifeless.
Really hitting my brain to twist away like a corkscrew
Experiencing mental turmoil.
I done been a victim of the system and the court rules
Facing legal issues and systemic challenges.
I'm surrounded by pigs I'm in the mix like its pork stew
Surrounded by law enforcement.
I'm looking like a lame i'm feeling subtract
Feeling out of place and subtracted from success.
This shit is insane it be the same when I come back
Expressing frustration with a repetitive cycle.
See I will never give up on the place that got me dumb stacks
Determined to succeed despite challenges.
But I just got to prove my point just like a thumb tack
Asserting the need to prove oneself.
I seen the struggle and it's filled with shame
Observing societal struggles with shame.
The real niggas feel my pain
Appealing to those who have experienced hardship.
Everyday u wake up in the jungle it just feel like rain
Comparing life to a challenging jungle.
The real niggas feel my pain
Reiterating the shared pain of real individuals.
Call our Sundays gun days you could feel the bang
Associating violence with a specific day.
The real niggas feel my pain
Emphasizing the need for vigilance and avoidance of negative influences.
Keep your head woke head float and never chill with lames
Encouraging resilience and staying away from untrustworthy individuals.
The real niggas feel my pain
Reiterating the shared pain of real individuals.
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