4 Minutes of Hell

My hunger is equal to my struggle

I cam from nothin', grindin', then I made it to somethin'

The age of a youngin', started hangin' and bangin' and hustlin'

Exchangin' the customs to make it in this dangerous jungle

In a treacherous war, people dyin', nobody cryin'

All the shit that I saw, you expect me the sit on the porch?

Every moment is yours

Freeze up and you fall by the torch where I'm from

Better not fumble in the city I'm from

Homicides on a Sunday in the city I'm from

Young ****, always hangin' with them older guys

We was bangin', slangin' all the white, but we ain't Oberweis

Fantasizing, tryna be that trap ****

Can't get to the money, we too busy tryin' clap ****

Stand on the block, where my mama told me

"Boy, don't go right there"

But I was by that store right there, learned everything I know right there

Me and broski, brought me to the block, he showed me the work

And he sold me the work, but nobody never told me to work

I used to post up, talk shit and tote guns while we smoke blunts

We knew the price if we gon' live this life, but we like, "So what?"

'Cause no one gon' make a way for none of us to come up

But I'm tryna make a way for every one of us to come up

When the sun rise, I roll a Philly up, and load the semi up

By nine o'clock, I'm drinkin' double cups and gettin' paper cuts

We savin' up, sittin' on this money, now it's raisin' us

We trained to buss, you can run dog, that's what this laser for

I think I need to take a breather, 'cause I'm hot as fever

I'm about to bring some type of demon right up outta me

'Cause I been feelin' like you pussy **** tryna plot on me

That's why I keep this Glock on me, plus I got all this guap on me

But way before the flex, you still could catch me on that block out east

Lost my homies, now I feel like God just dropped a rock on me

But I won't stop, I can't stop, gotta go hard till my rate drop

Spittin' all this fire make my face hot, now I can't wait till my tape drop

And I'm still up on the eight block, late night, me and J Dot

Better think twice 'fore you ride past

Let the nine blast, now the Jake's hot

I was 'bout to take a rest, but Smoke told me, "Bro, it ain't no let-ups"

So I'm workin' hard like I'm in the pros

Make a **** bitch lick my sweat up

She suckin' dick and I just met her, she know a **** next up

She hope I don't neglect her, and she know I don't respect her

And I might forget my sweater

But never leave the house without Berettas

Still the same **** from the gangway

Tryna flip a ounce into a Phantom

Catch me doin' shows, fillin' stands up

You know the gang turn the fans up

And you know we got them cans tucked

Hope nobody don't get blammed up

I be leanin', I can't stand up

And this bitch asked me why my jeans sag

'Cause they tryna hold my bands up

Heard somebody wanna rob me

Well you bett' not give ya chance up, two seats in the fifty shot

I just hop I don't get jammed up, and this 50 bett' not jam up

I seen **** get in jams and they ain't even stay to pick they mans up

I seen **** shakin' hands

Then make the same **** put they hands up

I seen **** change and changed

**** that was cool since the sandbox

So I gotta keep my head up, 16 and I got one head up

And I don't talk, I let the gun talk

And she don't never really understand nothin'

Let a fuck **** ask somethin', give a fuck, ****, everyone

Gave my young **** some .38's and some shells, let 'em have fun

Young **** spend a lot of cash, 'cause growin' up, I never had none

I'm like, "Ooh, I gotta get me some", 'cause bein' broke wasn't any fun

We got choppas for everyone, who want problems with anyone?

I be tired of tryna tell y'all **** where a **** really comin' from

And why a **** gotta go hard, 'cause I don't really come from nothin'

And I never been a runner up, 'cause it ain't nobody runnin' us

And Lil' Mally got that, sit 'em down if somebody ever runnin' up

I'ma always bond them killers out

What you think I got them hunnids for?

Crazy James just knocked his sentence out

Yeah, the state done let a menace out

So I'm showin' up at my **** house

Like the cop that move the tenants out

I see lil' **** want some Twitter clout

But I ain't tryna put your bidness out, huh?