Verse one: ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little Ghetto With ammunition in cellas And no remorse in hearts the shit starts it don't end Until gone with the wind And I'm to keep a level head so instead Of goin' out to die, I rhymes on my bed And kids at the playground Better stay Keep Cause else is buckin' Don't to be no relief from the beef Only round my way without the gold teeth And the gold chain, with the whole on my neck your worse enemy without a tech I'm tryin' to maintain, but it workin' Niggas keep Through the darkness I see the reaper smirkin' Could it be that he's at me Not to see fatal injury, injury What must I do to the pain It insane, but I gotta maintain I can feel the pressure on my the strain But I maintain
Workin' hard may help ya Be to maintain Be to maintain Workin' hard may help ya Be able to, be to Be to maintain Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to Be able to hard may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be able to
Verse two: digga
Back in the days I use to do a dirt Now that's comin' around, and man it hurts To see everbody on But I got to cause of the things I done wrong In my life, I it But the man upstairs won't let me it I think of doin' somethin' right Here comes a dark with no signs of a light I got to fight to keep my above water are real tight, I be askin' bums for quarters I had of the quick cash So I got to find a way to make the last In the past I woulda just up But there's more days to come, I know they bring ya good So I'm a doin' what I'm doin' on the brew and catchin' wreck wit my crewin' I feel stuck with a lot of aches and And it's me, but I gotta maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta
Verse
There's too much pressure and on my chest a mess And I depressed Seems so hard to survive and stay Jump in my and I drive, doin' 95 With my blastin' I'm passin' cars in the lane, light change I'm gasin' No, But I'm With my on, I got my brights on the right song And the sweat my five Drive past five-o and now they chase They'll probably to know where the fire's at Or where the buyers at Fuck, my flat I I'm pullin' over, to take a loss But it won't be the loss of my life from drivin' off God knows I need to be here to me son's brain So I gotta
(fades out)