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Hit-Boy Uh, in the Rolls truck, waitin' for the light change (Hah) Thinking ’damn, I came from the bottom, look how my life changed' And all I did was write pain But I'm still runnin’ the streets, mama hope one day I might change (Cash) My road through the trenches wasn't the cleanest (Not at all) I know I ain't perfect, I lied and I cheated I know some of the shit I was doin' was too egregious Told my girl, "I apologize", this time, I mean it (I mean that shit) You know I got a good heart, yo, you seen it Look at all the niggas I look out for and people I'm feedin' (Know how I move) Yeah, I had a son a lil' while after (Hah) And when he died, know it was hard for you to smile after (Cash) While all that was goin' on, I had a child after (Pssh) So how the fuck I’m ’posed to be a proud rapper (Hah) Story of my life, shit got wild chapters (Talk to 'em, cash) I’m so fried all day On my grind always Seen some foul, foul times In this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold Uh, been dead in the city from the beginning (Uh huh) SongtexteDo whatever it take to make double profit percentage (Sheesh) From the stoops and the benches to 'partment project with fences (Man) Shit, we out here tryna get up out the trenches (Yup) Elevate your comprehension, consolidate your vision (Oh) If you were born to stand out, you wasn’t meant to fit in (Uh huh) Remember car too clean to let a sucka sit in This trap music shit, man, show you how it began In every loss, you find a lesson, make a life investment (Woo) But up to then, man, live a trap life, the shit these rap niggas act like See, I know how it feel to be behind the wheel (Woo) With a trunk full of dope, blue lights in the mirror License and insurance, yeah, I'll show 'em, chill (Man) You either play this shit perfect or you go to jail From hopin' I ain't got no warrants to Florence, Italy tourin' Machine and the King, from Bankhead beyond God damn I'm so fried all day On my grind always Seen some foul, foul times In this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold I put it all on the line, these the signs of the times Tryna keep peace of mind, guess I'm flawed by design Pray to God to keep my sister alive Down the Hennessy to keep the memories from fallin' out of my eyes I seen some wild chapters (Uh huh), dealt with grief in all stages (Uh) Turnin' all the pages, deeper than Neil Gaiman The world's in a hurry, it's hard to instil patience (Uh) What we do for reparations and niggas is still waitin' I sit in silence, lookin' for silver lining I feel like Robin Williams, laughin' to keep from cryin' You'd understand too, if you only stood where I am On the hills of Jerusalem, in the city of Zion I'm so fried all day On my grind always Seen some foul, foul times In this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold So cold, so cold, so cold Aus Songtexte Mania