Trials

Late night trapping, on the road but still rapping

Ain't get no practice, jumped in the streets and got active

Who tryna match it, laying down opps like a mattress

Them shells was blasting, wish I could tell you what happen

Between the police tryna get us

And oppas want me lit up

On top of trials and tribulations if you fall down nigga get up

Catch me climbing to the hill up

Steady grinding I can't chill up

Say we lucky shots just missed us, All them crimes and they aint get us

And I'm still the man, but don't need many friends