Chapter 1

Look me into my eyes Tell me what do you see Outside looking in probably look like I had it easy I cover lots of pain in happiness But they been shitting on me Ain't got a lot of friends left probably less than 3 You can't trust a soul People wanna' be demons First they lying then they stealing You get some money and they scheming All the hate and the jealousy I thank God for my remedy All I got are my melodies Long as I stay breathing You grew up complaining I just took that shit Had to build my house up every little brick by brick Crown royal in the fridge Daddy getting too lit Mama working all day coming home trying not to get hit I could look rough on the road Could give a fuck bout a hoe Durag white tee hoodie when they call me i'm ready to go Out here living real life they living reality shows Already lost my pops I don't care if it's just me and the bro's Eight nine hour trips on the road Mama working I was ready to go Had to get it put the food on the stove Young and basically raising my bro Some will talk about it some of them know And some of them crazy I come from a line of hustlers I learned this shit as a baby Don't come get me out of my element I don't do good with the arrogance Energy off I ain't settling Watch how you move with a veteran Uh I'm running adrenaline I'm a big fish u a little fish I ain't do this just for benefits Only talking if you relevant He had one in the chest and one in the head Streets ain't play with a nigga when they want you dead He was waiting a trial he's been talking to Feds When they coming they coming they tunnel visions on red He had one in the chest and one in the head Streets ain't play with a nigga when they want you dead He was waiting a trial he's been talking to Feds When they coming they coming they tunnel visions on red Black on black no sugar coat I aint talking no folgers If a nigga really want it he could get it anytime in the open Daylight aint saving shit, no hope for the hopeless You betta watch your back (back) Rest in peace to my soldiers I grew up on the plaza Toronto west to the gaza With them killers and them shottas Bettta hide your daughters Not the type you bring to papa Type of niggas that will pop up I can't change my environment Guess its jus how I was brought up He had one in the chest and one in the head Streets ain't play with a nigga when they want you dead He was waiting a trial he's been talking to Feds When they coming they coming they tunnel visions on red He had one in the chest and one in the head Streets ain't play with a nigga when they want you dead He was waiting a trial he's been talking to Feds When they coming they coming they tunnel visions on red