No Escape

Eight (hold on)
Bout the wait
Bein in the hood with no escape
Learned from my mistakes
Sentence on cases
Back when I was five years old,
I knew that I was gon be great
I found my gift for music back around the age of eight
I knew Id be successful, it was more about the wait
So unacceptable as being in the hood with no escape
My mama taught me right but I just learned from my mistakes
Started washing up the day I caught a sentence on the case
Hunger pains shaped me to the way I am today
I gotta live with it , feelings that wont ever go away
Not every day I pray, but that aint nothing cute to say
The money good, but how I know my boys is finna stay?
Put my all into this music, I aint make it here to play
Came a long way from booking *****s, me and Trigga Trey
Okay, Im just tryna shed a little bit of light
And motivate them kids who havent found they way in life
Remember I aint have nowhere to lay my head at night
Trappin on the block, I was sellin weed and dirty Sprite
Dont wait until you hurtin fore you choose to pray to Christ
Shooter on my package, you ever see me on them bikes
Still be in my hood, Im comin up, Im playin dice
I earned my stripes so I walk around my city like **** nice
On God, I wish I could make sure everybody eat
Red bottoms drippin off of everybody feet
Hard feelings, I be thinking everybody keep
And Im workin hard, I be up while everybodysleep
Asthma acting up, **** it, I dont really care
Still spittin bars while Im wheezing for some air
Pocket hold a deuce, and yeah, its small, Im well aware
When it flare, hit your melon, bet your salsa hit the air
VVSs diamonds on me, reason why they stare
Youngest out the city, reason I dont really care
AN on my body, best believe Im well aware
Quarter milli on the Gram, lil boy, youre nowhere near
Flexed up, just was next up, now Im up now
Down to Earth, true to all my fans, I could touch ground
Run up on me thinkin I dont got it, you get pumped down
Bustdown, glizzy in my pocket, stupid *****
No security, 18, I dont think they hearing me
Apparently *****s aint real, **** be scaring me
Im glizzied up, got that glizzy tucked, why they fearing me?
Rap ***** try to throw shade, why he daring me?
18, got a clean record thanks to YO
Your *****, she swallow
You feel a way, then catch a hollow
And hits really nothin, we dont really care for five-o
I been doin this ****, as a kid I was nine-o
But they dont really know that, somethin like a throwback
Tryna clean the image up so I dont wanna show that
Headed to the top, I aint never tryna go back
Signs you see me throwin up, they nothin like a zodiac
**** the other side, see my nuts, they can hold that
Showin off them pistols, I aint never seen you blow that
Smelly hella proudand the opps already know that
If yall want me gone,
Why dont you come and pull up where a show at?
No cap
No cap (*****s already know I was gon make it)
Man, she know I was gon make it
You know I was gon make it, yeah
I can talk my, my stuff now
Cause we out here
No, yeah, you act tough inside the school
And out here, look at you today, yeah, quiet
Remember sellin white up on the block
Tryna make some knots
Ds try to run up in the spot
Me and Smelly sittin in the trap
Smokin on the pack
Wrong crib, all you smell is crack
And I done put my trenches onto rap
I wish I could go back
To August 14th to be exact
Thats when my ***** Smelly would be here
Trauma so severe
I had to watch him crying out for air
Bet hes in the air, make me cough
Spinnin through the fourth
Catch an opp, Im finna take him off
And I call the shots, Im a boss
Skinny version Ross
Dummy in the air, take a loss
Yall *****s gon get me caught up, man
Got me talkin hot and ****, man
*****s know my body though
SB the **** up, gang