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I'm trying not to let the devil take me

But I'll crash out first if niggas make me

They see I'm about to check and, now these niggas think I made it

Screaming and save me, lord save me

Come and save me, for real

Shout out to my parents, they was born in the 80s

I know they tried hard, but that street shit raised me

I would sign a deal, but that rap shit crazy

Get my life on track, if I wanna have a baby

Trying to buy a ring, and buy a house for my lady

Ain't talking bout a Benz, just them boats by the lake

That weed too loud, it had a nigga feeling lazy

The angel on my shoulder, keep on telling me I'm saved

Rolling up a wood, trying to uplift my pain

I'm back in the booth, trying to run it to the bank

You boys a sell your soul for some bands and a chain

I'm never giving in, I tell them charge it to the gang

I'm trying to run it up, but y'all frauds keep the fame

I'm standing ten toes, I'm never falling when it rain

My phone on DND, so I don't answer when it ring

I'm keeping to myself, because I hate when people change

I do this for my family, y'all just do it for the gang

You niggas don't know half the shit it take to be a man

When shit go wrong, you gotta execute a plan

I'm so high up, like I don't know when Im'a land

You ever been fucked up and out here trapping, selling grams

Had a knife to your back from all your so-called friends

Behind closed doors, it be your own fucking fam

I'm trying to dodge the feds, I can't get caught up in no jam

I've been praying for my brother, he got cases going on

They quiet when we good, but try to lock us when we wrong

I remember way back when auntie chased us through the halls

Just them little bad niggas out here trying to score a ball

I done been down bad and had my back against the wall

I done had a couple exes that ain't answer when I called

I'm here for all my real ones taking chances over y'all

I done sent prayers to God, I hope he catch me when I fall

Ha, I done overcame all the odds nigga

I done had my back against the wall

I done been down and out and all that shit

It don't matter, I just keep on going and keep my head up

Fuck you talking about

Shout out to my parents, they was born in the 80s

I know they tried hard, but that street shit raised me

I would sign a deal, but that rap shit crazy

Get my life on track, if I wanna have a baby

Trying to buy a ring, and buy a house for my lady

Ain't talking bout a Benz, just them boats by the lake

That weed too loud, it had a nigga feeling lazy

The angel on my shoulder, keep on telling me I'm saved

Rolling up a wood, trying to uplift my pain

I'm back in the booth, trying to run it to the bank

You boys a sell your soul for some bands and a chain

I'm never giving in, I tell them charge it to the gang