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It's crazy when they ain't got no idea what You been through just to get to where you Going. Fuck 'em. Day after day tryna stay out the way, but I still gotta pray 'cause I feel like I'm Folding. reach out to God tryna talk on the Daily. I know I can't hear Him, but still Tryna call Him. I need a blessing, I feel Like I'm stressing. No point of me resting, I Feel like it's stolen. Still ain't gave up, but This pressure I'm holding. They left me alone, I Was watching them bowling. Day after day tryna stay Out the way, but I still gotta pray 'cause I feel like I'm folding. I reach out to God tryna talk on the daily. I know I can't hear Him, but still tryna Call Him. I need a blessing, I feel like I'm stressing. No point of me resting, I feel Like it's stolen. Still ain't gave up, this pressure I'm holding. They left me alone, I was watching Them bowling. Know if I spot 'em, I feel Like I got 'em. Nowadays I been winning, them Niggas been losing. Mind on my business, I stay On they neck like a chiropractor, bitch, I know What I'm doing. If it's money, bitch, I get To pursuing. Niggas talking, why the fuck is they Suing? Have emotion, yeah, I feel like I'm moving. They painting pictures, but they shit think I Ruined. On a mission, ain't nobody gon' stop him. Lion King like Hakuna Matata. In my way, I gotta get 'em up out Of. I'ma get the chips like America's Strata. Bitch, I gotta 'cause I feel like a lotta. Niggas weak, they said, "Yeah, I'm for ciabatta." Never scared, but I gotta get bread. I feel like Track the way I run up A dollar. I got the muscle, it's all in My hustle. You get a reaction, bitch, you gon' Be famous. Look at this watch, you gon' run Out your time. My clarity diamond, your shit Probably stainless. They be a joke, if they really Want smoke, I get that on they throat, they Just tryna get famous. Fuckin' with me, they get nameless. Bitch, I'ma kill them, this shit probably painless. Say I'm running blind. No crying, Head up. I ain't lying, I swear I'm trying. I'm falling down, head up. I pray, new day. Get the devil out my way. I swear I feel like I'm falling down. Feel like I'm falling down. Feel like I'm falling down. Pardon the interruption, PTI. None of y'all niggas can't see TI. Y'all pussy nigga fake like CGI. Don't make me laugh, nigga, hee hee haw haw. LS6 in my Impala, drop. Authentic like a follow documentary. Them ass whoopings is à la carte. That pistol play is last resort. But you can get it if you asking for It. But now they start shit, you retort, They take your ass to court. Excuse me, your honor, in the streets wouldn't be No honor if consequences weren't handed when Principles were abandoned. Morals no longer part of the story, Only the glory. That why these youngins thinking this gangster shit So euphoric. Do the most, get caught with dope, Then they sing like Trey in the chorus. Sheesh, swear they can't see the tree because of The forest. Damn, we try to caution 'em, All they do is ignore us. 'Til it all make sense when they sitting back Of that Ford Taurus. Damn, the gavel slamming and problems is avalanching And sentences handed down. Bet you wish you listened now, nigga, Wow. Say I'm running blind. No crying, head up. I ain't lying, I swear I'm trying. I'm falling down, head up. I pray, new day. Get the devil out my way. I swear I feel like I'm falling down.