[Verse 1: K Koke]
Check my lifestyle, this little white child
Growing up hood, forced to live his life wild
Yeah I might smile, on occasion
But look into my eyes and see the fire blazing
My heart is aching, life got me stressed fam
Been through enough still these youts tryna test man
Yes Dan I'll squeeze if it's necessary
Please believe rude boy I'm forever ready
My head is heavy got too much thoughts
Overloading my brain still I do not talk
From young I felt pain life's not what I thought
See life's not a game, gotta watch how I walk
And watch how I talk and who I talk to
'Cah man you grew up with'll have you in the court room
'Cah friend turn to fakes, fakes turn to snakes, then the snakes hate and start talking to the jakes
Life ain't a game, life ain't the same
Fuck it I'm a ride till I got shots up in my frame
I'm shottin' in the rain
Hustlin' my name, can't tell me 'bout the struggle cause I been through the pain
Yeah my life's real, fuck what you feel
My Stonebridge man bang bang till you're killed
It's true known facts, we do hold straps
And we'll let it pop off if you wanna chat
And that's that, if a... act flash
Then I make a... run when I cock him back, mash!
Cock it back flash, watch his blood splash
If he's that, then it's that - Koke's taking man's cash
Look! I ain't perfect
I'm looking in the mirror at myself like Koke it ain't working
I'm still hurting, see the pain in my eyes
No lie the fire's still burning, the world's still turning
It's still fucked up, still beef, still gotta keep a gun tucked
I feel cursed still nuttin' but bad luck
They want me in a box carried by a black truck
So I carry cuzzy I ain't tryna act tough
I ain't proud even talking 'bout this strap stuff
I'm tryna get away, trouble's tryna catch up
Everywhere I go clowns wanna hear the strap bust
Trust, I seen life from a different vibe
Pissy stairways, crack houses and homicides
Huh, so try me fam I'm gonna ride
I fry beef, not a chief, never gonna hide
This street life's got these old peeps horrified
'Cause young G's couldn't care if tomorrow dies
Look! I've seen hell through my mother's eyes
Ain't nothing worse than when you see your mother cry
Wishes it was different, wish we had another life
Mum you done your best please don't apologise
Yeah, stop looking with those worried eyes
We're gonna make it, we have to, I promised Kai
For my princess
Check my lifestyle, this little white child
Growing up hood, forced to live his life wild
Yeah I might smile, on occasion
But look into my eyes and see the fire blazing
My heart is aching, life got me stressed fam
Been through enough still these youts tryna test man
Yes Dan I'll squeeze if it's necessary
Please believe rude boy I'm forever ready
My head is heavy got too much thoughts
Overloading my brain still I do not talk
From young I felt pain life's not what I thought
See life's not a game, gotta watch how I walk
And watch how I talk and who I talk to
'Cah man you grew up with'll have you in the court room
'Cah friend turn to fakes, fakes turn to snakes, then the snakes hate and start talking to the jakes
Life ain't a game, life ain't the same
Fuck it I'm a ride till I got shots up in my frame
I'm shottin' in the rain
Hustlin' my name, can't tell me 'bout the struggle cause I been through the pain
Yeah my life's real, fuck what you feel
My Stonebridge man bang bang till you're killed
It's true known facts, we do hold straps
And we'll let it pop off if you wanna chat
And that's that, if a... act flash
Then I make a... run when I cock him back, mash!
Cock it back flash, watch his blood splash
If he's that, then it's that - Koke's taking man's cash
Look! I ain't perfect
I'm looking in the mirror at myself like Koke it ain't working
I'm still hurting, see the pain in my eyes
No lie the fire's still burning, the world's still turning
It's still fucked up, still beef, still gotta keep a gun tucked
I feel cursed still nuttin' but bad luck
They want me in a box carried by a black truck
So I carry cuzzy I ain't tryna act tough
I ain't proud even talking 'bout this strap stuff
I'm tryna get away, trouble's tryna catch up
Everywhere I go clowns wanna hear the strap bust
Trust, I seen life from a different vibe
Pissy stairways, crack houses and homicides
Huh, so try me fam I'm gonna ride
I fry beef, not a chief, never gonna hide
This street life's got these old peeps horrified
'Cause young G's couldn't care if tomorrow dies
Look! I've seen hell through my mother's eyes
Ain't nothing worse than when you see your mother cry
Wishes it was different, wish we had another life
Mum you done your best please don't apologise
Yeah, stop looking with those worried eyes
We're gonna make it, we have to, I promised Kai
For my princess
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