Kur | Funk Flex | #Freestyle022

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I done been in cars that was shot up, I'm a survivor I done stood on corners for hours, ain't make a dollar Filled out so many apps, never got hired Used to write so many raps, I felt inspired By Jadakiss, State Prop, Major Figs While niggas balled, I sat and watched, I played the bench Was runnin' sprints, cops came, I jumped the fence I was young as shit, Mom talkin' 'bout punishment Man that sucka shit Told my ass, "Stay in the house" and I said, "Fuck that shit" Told me not too hand with them guys and I still hung with them Told me keep my head in the books, was on some other shit Was tryin' double shit Fuck the money and the fame, this that struggle shit This for all my young niggas out there hustlin' Learn how to tuck your shit Learn how to bust that shit, man I come from shit I'd rather get my ass whooped, I never run from shit If I could have one wish, I'd call Reem and tell him all about this shit All about my bitch, all about my trips And them designer sneaks we talked about, I copped them shits 'Member that bitch we used to stalk? Oh yeah, I fucked that bitch This that cutthroat shit, this that up-top shit This that world do no talking we gon' bust Glocks quick We gon' bust Glocks quick, yeah I'm findin' happiness within I pray a lot more, just askin' God for strength Whatever's meant is meant, I take it on the chin Through thick and thin, been with Coop since Pickering Back when niggas was rockin' S.Dot scullies that had the brim State Prop coat, Timbs, we young as shit Neighbors used to look at us live we ain't shit I think that's probably the reason I'm numb as shit Reason I'm poppin' perc after perc, can't even shit I came straight outta dirt, outta the pit Hungry as shit after school, we stealin' chips On picture day Jeff let me borrow his shit, let me borrow his kicks Shit I wore like a seven, that nigga wore like a six, I still got it to fit Shit I been through the worst, still poppin' shit, yeah I go off, I show off, I sold weed, I sold juugs I sold pills, sold it all, I had packs, by my boss I go off, times was hard, Moms struggled, had no job Sold me dreams, told me lies, strange god, all that time Almost cried, almost died, in the gutter, I survive In that barrel, yeah I climb to the top, yeah I rise Make mistakes, I can't lie, no game, I can't lie My pain, I can't lie, shit I change, I can't lie [Verse 2] Can I get that acapella, please? All this shit take time I know it's gonna be less sunny days and more gray skies Always tell my Grandma I'ma make time, and never make time Feel like nobody could replace Don, that's my fuckin' dawg And when he got them years I cried so fuckin' hard Me and him was in the orgitories, used to stunt so hard I done lost friends I really fucked with over fuck shit, over dumb shit You get success, they get upset, want down talk 'cause you up next They get cutthroat when you don't cut checks Shit I been through enough stress Shit I been through the worst shit Nigga I done sold the worst shit Plastic bag full of dirt sticks Used to feel like I ain't worth shit Every night poppin' perc tins My nigga Phil was on his serve shit Mattress on the floor Niggas usin' matches lighting Ports Niggas sold crack, ain't have a choice Either had a court date or run the court Twenty niggas outside the corner store Sixteen, I was broke 'cause times was hard Used to stuff that kush inside them drawers All this shit is for my niggas, I'm tryin' your heart Late night, stressed out, I'm buyin' bars Work my ass off till I get tired dawg Till my niggas pull up all kind of cars Till my nigga Dot fuck all kind of broads Reem died, I done got all kind of scars