Lately I've been feeling depressed Way too stressed But I've got a roof on my head So I'm blessed But on the inside I'm hurting My bro's in jail for what we call working He's jus praying that he buss like a virgin Until then he's on the wing like sterling We ain't never waved no wands like Merlin But we were selling rocks on the block and it was cops we were curvin I didn't run the drugs so I could have nice stuff Tried to pay the rent so I could show my love I'd be lying if I said that my mum was the greatest She slept all day and didn't work no late shift She was consumed by the drugs yeah my mummy was a fene To live a normal childhood man I couldn't even dream But i Couldn't show my pain I had to stay strong for my sister Taught myself to be a man cos my dad weren't in the picture By 14 I was kicked out of school Bunning crow with the olders cos I thought it was cool I swear every single night I'm not sleeping when I blow watch all the fake ones they'll be leaching Acting like were friends there's a difference were jus from the same ends Matter fact fuck that I don't rep an area Say your on to me blud my little sisters scarier Go get a life You ain't bad with your mum's kitchen knife You're insecure can't lie I am to Everywhere I go I feel like it's all eyes on the yute Maybe I'm paranoid maybe I'm jus buggin Got the heart of a soldier you can't tell me nuttin Cos if you knew what I been through youd wonder how I smile I jus wanna be loved man I guess it's been a while Sometimes I think the anxiety might takeover Until I think about when I'm older Your gonna see me whipping in a Merc or a rover There ain't no such thing as luck fuck a 4 leaf clover If I make it's cos I put in hard yards Leave the fake ones in the rain cos our friendship was half assed Couldn't give a fuck about the fame I jus wanna be wealthy An it would be a plus if Im healthy But I'm still blazing the chronic It takes away the pain so y should i stop it Not a day goes by where I don't think about the profit Can't lie man I have a lot of dark thoughts But I ain't no mug I won't get shot like the picture on a passport Wise words of wretch there ain't a rapper that can mirror me That lyric hit hard cah trust me I feel you g Throw me in the booth an I will kill a beat Gonna go down in history As one of the greats Fam I always keep it real I could never be a fake

something you can’t be given privilege to see shit which ain’t involve killing a bully grows feeling big and strong but then reality kick in and reminds em who‘s in charge this life is hard but some are harder but that never meant you have to feel like they problem is larger cause we can be selfish and believe our problems are more problematic than others but at the end of the day life was plotted around issues we face so we’ve just got to communicate and become brothers

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