self raised Lyrics

They want to lock all my niggas up

Ten bros

Ten toes

They want to lock all my niggas up

I got about ten bros down

But no we ain't stressing

I just got the message

That my niggas ten toes down

I cannot fold up no

I got to make momma proud

I can't imagine the pain she a feel in her heart

If she lose another child

And she wonder why I keep pole

Momma I don't want the drama

I just want to keep my soul

They talk down on you when you winning

But they know they want your position

Stay away from the dre's

And run with a tommy

I'm like ghost with the business

I got a small circle and we heartless

We been on one hundred percent

S R T be the charger

We ain't pulling up in dodgers

Still need about twenty feet just to park her

And that forty on me larger

I could barely tuck that shit in a parka

I had to get it all by myself

I had to do it all with no help

Niggas ain't have to feel what I felt

I had to get it all by myself

I had to do it all with no help

Niggas ain't have to feel what I felt

Won't make a store run late

If I don't got the thirty eight by my belt

When I go to court

Judge see the guilt

Fuck the law the color on me

Be the only reason it was built

Twenty five to life for a body

Niggas still got killed

Walking with the shotty

Got me on tilt

Heater to his body

Watch a nigga melt

Lot of blood spilled

Tell 'em get the bleach

Scrub it 'til it's gone

Right back to the breesh

Sipping on the henny

Fucking on a treesh

Let the money talk

I don't need a speech

All my dogs loyal

I don't need a leash

If she give the face

I don't need the cheeks

The streets don't love me

So why would it love you

If you ain't supporting

Then it's fuck you

Don't remember last time I said

Love you

And if I ever did

I still ain't trust you

The streets don't love me

So why would it love you

If you ain't supporting

Then it's fuck you

Don't remember last time I said

Love you

And if I ever did

I still ain't trust you

Where I'm from you can't ride by

With the car packed

Hitters trained to blow

They ain't trained to see who that

And they running up

So I ain't never got to move back

When that gun click

And that gun clack

Ain't no time for them to shoot back

Know gucc money can't lack

I was born a solid nigga

Money stuffed in my pants

Never was a wallet nigga

Walk around with that blam

They could never rob a nigga

Had to learn to be my own man

I ain't need a father figure

I ain't need a big dog

Blow the bag get more

Fuck her til I get soft

Tell that bitch get lost

Reem was a big lost

Life always crisscross

I don't let it break me

This the shit that made me

The streets don't love me

So why would it love you

If you ain't supporting

Then it's fuck you

Don't remember last time I said

Love you

And if I ever did

I still ain't trust you

The streets don't love me

So why would it love you

If you ain't supporting

Then it's fuck you

Don't remember last time I said

Love you

And if I ever did

I still ain't trust you