Steve Austin ft. Zay Bans

Open my eyes told my mama we gon' be okay you ain't gotta worry about me

Posted on the block with my brothers I was out here thuggin that was just 2016

18 I was just poppin' them beans

19 I started sippin' that lean

21 when I started gettin back clean I made a promise I said I won't go back

I Got back on my feet and start fighting these demons in the back of the church

Where I think he didn't see me

Know they gone judge me by the way that I grew up Hop in the vert and I put it in first

I pray they don't ever put me on a shirt My diamonds be dancing like Maverick and Kirk

I'd rather be rich than get put in a hearse

I been making a way tryna break all these curses