Autobiography

Just tell my family that I love 'em

This my story

Look

I remember momma got sick and had that surgery for real

Every time I saw her gave me chills

Look, momma always taught me be a man and handle biz

I was raised to get it how I live, look

No lights when we was struggling tough

Pops would always work but it just wasn't enough

I would cry to God like why you punishing us

Both my parents love the Lord

It's only you that they trust

I was raised to know God, but I was caught up in my mind

If he love us so much, why we struggling to survive

America dont care about us

We black and from the south

Saw my pops turn down a meal so I can have food in my mouth, man

That changed my life and he dont even know it

You fed fam before yourself

You always kept it humble

And even at your lowest, you still gotta hustle

My pops the realest man I know

On everything I love you, man

And we would argue everyday

Took my anger to the streets

I would threaten to run away

Started hanging with the homies

I started to drift away

Gang banging, selling drugs

They dont know the half today, look

I just wanted to escape

Hate the fact that we was broke, the school kids called me names

And I would come home, everything so outta place

Get into it with my momma, she dont wanna see my face

Then we moved from the H out to Dallas, it was hectic

I was so livid I just wanted some acceptance

And we was still broke, rich kids laughing at me

Made my mind go crazy

Mentally I started spazzing

Mental break downs, it was drastic

I went and bought a gun cause I thought I had to have it

I bet them suckers run if I ever had to blast it

They would say I wasn't bout it

I was posted with that magnum

I would dare somebody run up

I would get to clapping

So much evil in my soul

So much pain that I encountered

Yeah the devil in my head

He saying I'm a coward

My peers disrespect me, then violence gotta solve it

But hold up

Mind all out of order

I forgot the bigger picture

Take care of your fam 'til the Lord come and get ya

Never be afraid to be yourself or to be different

God your only judge

People only give opinions

But when you young and wreckless

And you striving for acceptance

You will go to any measure for someone to accept ya

Cause really at that point you just drowning under pressure

Pray God give you mercy

You fell victim to the devil

I swear I know that feeling

Thats the story of my life

Lucifer send them demons

Come and tear apart your life

Homie I remember screaming

I was gripping on that 9

Barrel to my dome

I was thinking suicide

I know my momma love me

I didn't think that she would cry

She know her son crazy

I was spazzing all the time

I tried to pull that trigger

Tears rolling down my eyes

Saw the light, then I blinked

But the gun jammed twice

From that moment on I never questioned God again

Though I struggle with some things I will never comprehend

Didn't ask to be born, but this life is such a gift

Made a promise to momma that I would never choose to quit

Even though we come from nothing

Ima grind and get it in

Tell my brother that I love em

And I'm just tryna represent

Watch me stack a couple mill

Talking bout it since a kid

Thank the Lord for my success and put my momma in a crib

I'm still on my hustle

I could never forget

Being broke and out my mind, with nothing to benfit

I just rather do this music, and I chase the benfits

Make this money, be successful

Handle business, be legit

Dear God, hope you hear me

Please forgive me, I repent

Im not tryna be religious, but I know I live in sin

Only way to get to Heaven is to kill the pride with in

Hope that I make it to Heaven so I see my fam again

A lot of homies dead and gone

Man I sit and reminisce

Wonder how I'm still alive

And how I even made it here

Pops told me all the time

Boy, you smarter than you live

Im just now getting what he said, man

Look, Just tell my family that I love 'em

I love you