Nutten aint caught my attention
Struggling for redemption
Nutten2sutten
Likkle young ute came up of run ups with
My older Bruddah bk
Started selling coke but bought it in the hardest form
Never did we ever stall
D block never school
Eighth floor federali kicking doors
If we ever make it then Monica you made it too
Never had no father
But mother was my father too
Father hollas for a rack or two
Rest in peace to my mother
Wish I could take back the moments
I never got to hug ya
I'm just venting on this tape
All the loses and the pain
The struggle and the rain
The fame and the game
The Louis and the range
Man I'm tripping at my age
Dreams of a snake
Man I woke up an I bathed
I ain't even been to see my mothers grave
Grandads gone couldn't bare the pain
The loss of his daughter
My nigger still pitching on the corner
The road sides hotter than a sauna
Masons approach me daily
They want me on the square
She warned me about the ring
Way before she passed
This the realist from the heart
I put my blood on that paper
Nutten weren't working
Now it's straight up twerking
Got my third eye burden
Eye sight hurting
Next stop Maybach curtains
Hold up I'm drinking way to much
I'm winning way to much
I'm not grinning
Everyday sinning
Glock sutten wid him
Feds can't see him
Mans got logos
Mans got hand signs
I'm Praying for a better day
I'm Praying for a better day
Lord come take this pain away (oh-oh-oh-ohhh)
I'm Praying for a better day
I'm Praying for a better day
Lord come take this pain away (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeahhh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeahhh
Oh-ohhhh