[Verse 1: Just Chuck]
Yep, yep, so here I am again
All by myself, just my pad and my pen
Seems like my dreams took the place of my friends
They was gon’ turn fake nine times out of ten
So nah I ain’t tripping, I swear it’s all good
I’m focused on my family, got to get ‘em out the ‘hood
Wish y’all knew how much y’all meant to me
Ain’t seen my little brother in a year, and that’s killin’ me
Man, I don’t think y’all really hearin’ me
Can’t even keep a girl, music takin’ all my energy
Feeling so alone, so I’m takin’ all this Hennessy
Chase it with a Coke, and now I’m plottin’ on my enemies
I had a long day, they better pray they don’t run inna me
Yep, yep, or there might be some problems
And they gon’ need protection, I ain’t talking ‘bout a condom
Don’t get the wrong impression, ‘cause I’m really not that violent
Just hard to remain calm when you livin’ at the bottom
My granny reading songs, she tryna live by The Bible
She late in her years, now he havin’ health problems
And I just wanna know if I can help before her time comes
Or better yet, before mine comes
You can’t understand, ‘till you seen the place that I’m from
Little dude ten, he already got five guns
Little shawty pregnant, now she stressin’ ‘bout them nine months
‘cause bro got the news and since then, ain’t been around once
Another kid with no father
Chances are he gon’ come up resorting to violence
‘cause ain’t nobody show him wrong from right during his childhood
I was that same kid, but looks like I beat the odds, huh?
Yeah, looks like I beat the odds
I see it in your eyes, why you lookin’ so surprised?
Oh you mad, huh?
Chasing my dreams until I tag one
And bad bitches ain’t bad until you have one
I put that on my last one
Old hoes, I’m past ‘em
Wonder if they miss me, never got to ask ‘em
And I never made time because I’m scared to know the answers
I’m changing, I’m changing
I’m like “Fuck bitches and get famous”
One shot, that’s all a nigga got
And she just wanna a nigga on his way up to the top
But I ain’t handcuffin’, I’ma leave that to the cops
Said yeah, I ain’t handcuffin’, I’ma leave that to the cops
When it comes to making hits, you can leave that up to me
And when you see me at the top you can thank my dreams
Yep, yep, so here I am again
All by myself, just my pad and my pen
Seems like my dreams took the place of my friends
They was gon’ turn fake nine times out of ten
So nah I ain’t tripping, I swear it’s all good
I’m focused on my family, got to get ‘em out the ‘hood
Wish y’all knew how much y’all meant to me
Ain’t seen my little brother in a year, and that’s killin’ me
Man, I don’t think y’all really hearin’ me
Can’t even keep a girl, music takin’ all my energy
Feeling so alone, so I’m takin’ all this Hennessy
Chase it with a Coke, and now I’m plottin’ on my enemies
I had a long day, they better pray they don’t run inna me
Yep, yep, or there might be some problems
And they gon’ need protection, I ain’t talking ‘bout a condom
Don’t get the wrong impression, ‘cause I’m really not that violent
Just hard to remain calm when you livin’ at the bottom
My granny reading songs, she tryna live by The Bible
She late in her years, now he havin’ health problems
And I just wanna know if I can help before her time comes
Or better yet, before mine comes
You can’t understand, ‘till you seen the place that I’m from
Little dude ten, he already got five guns
Little shawty pregnant, now she stressin’ ‘bout them nine months
‘cause bro got the news and since then, ain’t been around once
Another kid with no father
Chances are he gon’ come up resorting to violence
‘cause ain’t nobody show him wrong from right during his childhood
I was that same kid, but looks like I beat the odds, huh?
Yeah, looks like I beat the odds
I see it in your eyes, why you lookin’ so surprised?
Oh you mad, huh?
Chasing my dreams until I tag one
And bad bitches ain’t bad until you have one
I put that on my last one
Old hoes, I’m past ‘em
Wonder if they miss me, never got to ask ‘em
And I never made time because I’m scared to know the answers
I’m changing, I’m changing
I’m like “Fuck bitches and get famous”
One shot, that’s all a nigga got
And she just wanna a nigga on his way up to the top
But I ain’t handcuffin’, I’ma leave that to the cops
Said yeah, I ain’t handcuffin’, I’ma leave that to the cops
When it comes to making hits, you can leave that up to me
And when you see me at the top you can thank my dreams
( Just Chuck )
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