Thru Da Hurt E

You gotta here when it's sunny Mo, this the one. I love you. Yeah. You know a motherfucker gotta put that pain in. Keep one foot on they necks. Look. I learned to stack for the rainy also The sunny days. Demon time before I ever hit A hundred plays. Man, you can get to this Money over a hundred ways. Can't wait until the day I touch my first Hundred K. This shit'll eat up your mental, Visible in your face. Seen it all, but I ain't never trip like Ella Mai. Never. And never fall, I can't afford To fold in any way. Know I had to get up off my ass And not just sit and wait. My mama found the package, I know she disappointed. To see her kids doing well is all she Ever wanted. Facts. Tryna count them racks, a backup Plan is well avoided. And if my father died Today, I probably wouldn't mourn him. Got a baby bitch, my only teacher was the Struggle. Facts. I told my little homies, "Better Stay up out of trouble." Out trouble. Because the drink, my granny steady arguing with my Uncle. My life crazy, from the East I was Brought up to hustle. You wouldn't understand. Never. I almost died as a baby, but bitch, I still stand. The only plan I really follow Is elevate my mental. Yeah. I chose poetry, I never had no one To vent to. And ever since I understood the Way this life here work. I don't follow the illusion, but I'm still putting In work. Only thing I know for sure is That I really don't know shit. We made it through the pain, you know we Made it through the hurt and shit. We made it through the hurt. But we still hurting. We created from the dirt and we still dirty. Hustling, digging for the gold and we still Searching. And as long as we alive, Boy, we putting work in. One thing for certain, devil's always lurking. Tryna drag a brother down, running from these Curses. We been through the worstest of the worst. And you can hear the pain every time I Write a verse. We was taught to stand tall And don't ever run away. Father taught me fight hard, "Son, just put the Gun away. Win, lose, or draw, boy, Live to fight another day. Don't care what these people say. Spend your time on getting paid. Niggas always in the way. You was destined for the heights, on the bottom Where you stay. One day you gon' pass away. Tell me what you live for. Show me what you stand for. What you had them kids for? If you ain't gon' man up." God say He won't put you through something you Can't handle. Go through it, get to it. That I know you can do. Scandal after scandal, I be thinking of that Grandma. Papa blam-o, started hustling on the Corner. Then a bando. All they got me was confinement in the slammer. And no matter what I say, they won't understand Us. When they see us on the rise, I Know they can't stand it. Put a bullet in your spine hoping you won't Stand up. Liquor store on every block tryna fuck Our plans up. Homie talking like Tekashi, Better watch your mans and them. Was it cancer or the COVID swag? Miss my grandmas. Was it cancer or the COVID swag? Miss my grandmas.