CC Freestyle

Hate the hate that I got

Loved the things that I have

It was so much more that I wanted

Couldn't even see it was right in my grasp

I was in and out of two jobs

Spending all of my cash

Missing all of my dogs

Looking at pictures from my past

My parents never been rich

But it's never been too bad

Garage sales on the weekends

Shit, my hustle come from my dad

My heart it come from my mom

You know she stayed on my ass

Good grades were mando

She put the books straight up in my bag

They tell me they love what I do

Man, I wish it was true

I feel the vibe in the room

How many friends did I lose?

How many people done left me for dead and still tellin' people we cool?

How many times will I give you my love and just end up gettin' abused?

They ain't feelin' my pain

They ain't see me and Josh on the train

Me and Mike sharin' clothes

Me and Prash split an 8th

When you leave they forget where you from

I was only 17 when I came to LA

I found me a way bitch I'm straight out the bay

Don't believe what they say

I'm locked in everyday

I ain't pumpin' no brakes

I ain't pumpin' no brakes

(hey hey hey)

When I left my mom I was scarred

I was 17 no regard

In this big city it was hard

And them cold nights wouldn't pass

That was New York

Man I slept in the hood I don't know shit about the shard

I was broke man I couldn't laugh

Cut off my water couldn't take a bath

They repossessed on my car

She came and left with my heart

And I find it hard to depart

In this life I lived its been dark

Man I slept on a train but alhamdulillah I didn't sleep in the park

Man I kept it low, nobody ain't know, I was playin' my part

You ain't feelin' my pain thats mine

I'm not trying to waste this time

And the more that I get older, the more that I don't wanna wait in line

I don't wanna stay inside

Get to the bag, jump in the latest ride

Going through different stages

Jump on the plane

I'm late, gotta take this flight