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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Strecker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gringo
Mixing Engineer
RXLC
Producer
Lyrics
Growing up
I had issues they ran some tests
Diagnosis
Was that I would ball like Mike
Cause I'm the best
Dedication
I'm motivated
I hustle get a check
Can't forget
When I'm struggling
In this life I been blessed
Been a couple situations I was staring at death
Took a look up two my right
And then I looked to the left
The devil creeping on my shoulder
Trying to make me a mess
Told that pussy get the fuck up outta here
I ain't with that
October thirty first
He got the best of me I'll admit
My life was over in minutes
It bout to come to an ending
I guess
I wasn't pose to go cause
Now you hearing this message
But
I done fucked a lot of shit up
I can't act like I didn't
I swear to god learned my lesson
I'm trying to change up my presence
An maybe join the election
I'm trying to be the president
Oh wait
They don't let us felons get a vote or say
Man it's hard to find a job or even get paid
For real
Real shit
The whole system turn against you
Like
They gone drown you where you stand
It don't fucking matter what you did
As long as your record says felon
The rest of yo life gone be a struggle
Especially if you going through it already
That's just putting the cherry on top
No Cap though what don't kill you make you stronger on god
You gotta stay down till you get up
Can't ever take yo foot off the pedal man
Pick yo head up
Go an get it
No excuses time to ball
Free my brothers doing time in that system behind that wall
Talked to reek the other day
His appeal It ain't going well
Only option they gave bru
To come home was go fucking tell
Man he told them fucking people
Suck a dick an burn in hell
Bro the last of a dying breed
Straight to trial ain't no fucking plea
Took that seventy five like a G
Swear to god
I'll do whatever bring you home that's on me
My Attitude like I'm shady
I'm chasing rings like I'm Brady
I wanna drive a Mercedes
My momma said ima make it
I swear to god
I gotta get it gotta take care the fam
I gotta do it for the gang until they back on the land
It's free the guys on god
Writer(s): Cole Strecker
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