Yo

Listen, this is for my people that's no longer livin'

And for all my homies up in prison, free them out them cells

Shit, I remember all them days we used to hug the block

Now, every night, I'm praying that nobody I know, go to jail

Because I know if it's my squad, they gon' never fold

I gotta billion stories that I never told

I know if I sell a million records, Ya gon' want me talkin' reckless

But I got some things, I'll never tell a soul

And I put that on the code, I stay solid wit my team

Cause we comin' from a city where everything ain't what it seem

Yo, to be honest wit you, ain't nobody made it out

That's why I been on mission out here, following my dreams

Back when I was seventeen, mama kicked me out the crib

I was callin' up the homies, I ain't have nowhere to live

Until I hit the plug and he blessed me wit a pack

Man, the night I graduated, I was sleepin' in the trap

Lord knows, I been through hell and back

And I done did it all, so I could make that money stack

Shit, I been out here on my own for a long time, a long time

Lord knows, I been through hell and back, that's a fact

Lord knows, I been through hell and back

And I done did it all, so I could make that money stack

Shit, I been out here on my own for a long time, a long time

Lord knows, I been through hell and back

Hell and back, that's a fact

Listen

I spit that trauma shit, me and my conglomerate

Used to be anonymous, we was rockin' designer shit

Cause that's a status symbol, when you come up in the slum

But now, I try to only wear shit, if it's comin' where I'm from

Salute to all the hustlas and all the entrepreneurs

That's breakin' generational curses and opening doors

What you gotta understand is we coming from broken homes

Now, we doin' shit, no one up in our family did before

All them years that I was poor, it only gave me this hunger

That's why I'm gettin' it now, shit I ain't gettin' any younger

And 'til the day that god feel like callin' my number

I'm goin' harder than Westbrook, back when he played wit the thunder

I grew up in the jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder

How I made it out alive, when so many people died

Swan sent the beat and it brought some tears to my eyes

Thinkin' bout all the shit that I've survived

Lord knows, I been through hell and back

And I done did it all, so I could make that money stack

Shit, I been out here on my own for a long time, a long time

Lord knows, I been through hell and back, hell and back

Lord knows, I been through hell and back

And I done did it all, so I could make that money stack

Shit, I been out here on my own for a long time, a long time

Lord knows, I been through hell and back, hell and back

That's a fact

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