No Escape

Eight 'Bout the wait Bein' in the hood with no escape Learned from my mistakes Sentence on cases [Verse 1] 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 I'd 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 won't ever go away Not every day I pray, but that ain't nothing cute to say The money good, but how I know my buzz is finna stay? Put my all into this music, I ain't make it here to play Came a long way from booking niggas, me and Trigga Trey Okay, I'm just tryna shed a little bit of light And motivate them kids who haven't found they way in life Remember I ain't have nowhere to lay my head at night Trappin' on the block, I was sellin' weed and dirty Sprite Don't 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, I'm comin' up, I'm playin' dice I earned my stripes so I walk around my city like shit 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 I'm workin' hard, I be up while everybody sleep Asthma acting up, fuck it, I don't really care Still spittin' bars while I'm wheezing for some air Pocket hold a deuce, and yeah, it's small, I'm well aware When it flare, hit your melon, bet your salsa hit the air VVS's diamonds on me, reason why they stare Youngest out the city, reason I don't really care AN on my body, best believe I'm well aware Quarter milli' on the 'Gram, lil' boy, you're nowhere near Flexed up, just was next up, now I'm up now Down to Earth, true to all my fans, I could touch ground Run up on me thinkin' I don't got it, you get pumped down Bustdown, glizzy in my pocket, stupid nigga No security, 18, I don't think they hearing me Apparently niggas ain't real, shit be scaring me I'm glizzied up, got that glizzy tucked, why they fearing me? Rap nigga try to throw shade, why he daring me? 18, got a clean record thanks to YO Your bitch, she swallow You feel a way, then catch a hollow And hits really nothin', we don't really care for five-o I been doin' this shit, as a kid I was nine-o But they don't really know that, somethin' like a throwback Tryna clean the image up so I don't wanna show that Headed to the top, I ain't never tryna go back Signs you see me throwin' up, they nothin' like a zodiac Fuck the other side, see my nuts, they can hold that Showin' off them pistols, I ain't never seen you blow that Smelly hella proud and the opps already know that If y'all want me gone, why don't you come and pull up where a show at? No cap [Interlude] No cap (Niggas 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 [Verse 2] Remember sellin' white up on the block Tryna make some knots D's 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 That's when my nigga Smelly would be here Trauma so severe I had to watch him crying out for air Bet he's in the air, make me cough Spinnin' through the fourth Catch an opp, I'm finna take him off And I call the shots, I'm a boss Skinny version Ross Dummy in the air, take a loss [Outro] Y'all niggas gon' get me caught up, man Got me talkin' hot and shit, man Niggas know my body though SB the fuck up, gang