Son of a sinner it’s within me like how my blood flows
I got anger issues I battle demons that only God knows
I’m a hustler that’s the gift that makes me proud though
I get out here and turn a dime to a dozen
I’m steady hustling
Gotta make ends meet
Gotta duck heat
You know the drill
A broken dream been battered and bruised but I still want mills
I never chased a trend but a younging used to pop pills
Bumping Juice WRLD and Rod Wave that’s a deadly mix
I always envied over em rocking the freshest kicks
Look
I’d nevеr trade family over fame so don’t gеt it twisted
Some people walk with their head high but its not on their shoulders
I got a niece and nephew they watch my moves as they both get older
Can’t drink can’t smoke I gotta be a father figure
Gotta pick up the pace cus' no fathers wit em
I know how they feel first years of my life he was a no show
Child support kept him away you know how the story goes
In my later years, he came around that was after moms died
Taught me wrong from right
Mostly wrong though he taught me all the street roles
He showed me crack fiends, dope dealers, and street hoes
He even showed me the pigs that stay rocking street clothes
One thing he never showed me was redemption
Treat others how they wanna be treated yeah none of that
If a nigga play his brains go split spat the pistol kicks back
Then he resumed drinking enjoying the music at the kickback
Legend of the streets yeah something like that
I’m from both sides of the spectrum don’t forget that or you’ll get your shit snatched
What am I saying I’m supposed to be a role model
Live it like your last cus' it’s going fast that’s my newest motto
I never said anything bout' popping bottles and screwing models
So don’t take it out of context
I'm the best in the game still haven't recorded yet
Yeah word to that
I got anger issues I battle demons that only God knows
I’m a hustler that’s the gift that makes me proud though
I get out here and turn a dime to a dozen
I’m steady hustling
Gotta make ends meet
Gotta duck heat
You know the drill
A broken dream been battered and bruised but I still want mills
I never chased a trend but a younging used to pop pills
Bumping Juice WRLD and Rod Wave that’s a deadly mix
I always envied over em rocking the freshest kicks
Look
I’d nevеr trade family over fame so don’t gеt it twisted
Some people walk with their head high but its not on their shoulders
I got a niece and nephew they watch my moves as they both get older
Can’t drink can’t smoke I gotta be a father figure
Gotta pick up the pace cus' no fathers wit em
I know how they feel first years of my life he was a no show
Child support kept him away you know how the story goes
In my later years, he came around that was after moms died
Taught me wrong from right
Mostly wrong though he taught me all the street roles
He showed me crack fiends, dope dealers, and street hoes
He even showed me the pigs that stay rocking street clothes
One thing he never showed me was redemption
Treat others how they wanna be treated yeah none of that
If a nigga play his brains go split spat the pistol kicks back
Then he resumed drinking enjoying the music at the kickback
Legend of the streets yeah something like that
I’m from both sides of the spectrum don’t forget that or you’ll get your shit snatched
What am I saying I’m supposed to be a role model
Live it like your last cus' it’s going fast that’s my newest motto
I never said anything bout' popping bottles and screwing models
So don’t take it out of context
I'm the best in the game still haven't recorded yet
Yeah word to that
( M.U.N. ZAY )
www.ChordsAZ.com