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Cellyru/Mozzy/June
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J-J-J-J-Jun on the beat, Jun on the beat
Growin' up, all we had is hope
Before Section 8, we was goin' home to home
Food goin' to waste 'cause my brother broke the stove
But he had to stutter his just to keep the lights on
Hopin' one day I'll buy us all our own house
Hopin' one day I'll get us out of this drought
Hopin' one day we ain't gotta live like this no more
And we ain't gotta feel like this no more
One day my day one gon' get released
One day he get to see his kid he ain't never seen
One day I'ma get spots for the whole team
Gotta stay down to come up, ain't just for hoes, gang
I swear to God we was broke before the dough came
I'ma heat the house with the stove, bruh, it's a cold game
Pushin' every line I can to put my guys on
My brother break his wrist, but he keep his lights on
I'm from the struggles, what it is, it's the way we live
Had dreams of bein' this since a little kid
One day I'ma get us out, nigga, real shit
My mom and daddy raised me right, bitch, this what the streets did
Growin' up, all we had is hope
Before Section 8, we was goin' home to home
Food goin' to waste 'cause my brother broke the stove
But he had to stutter his just to keep the lights on
Hopin' one day I'll buy us all our own house
Hopin' one day I'll get us out of this drought
Hopin' one day we ain't gotta live like this no more
And we ain't gotta feel like this no more
The struggle ain't really shit when you live in it
I'll be damned if I stay around and keep my kids in it
Growin' up, I had shit with my friends in it
We came together, made a plan, now my niggas get it
Before I'm finished in this world, I'll have my niggas livin'
I lost niggas to a killin', that's a real feelin'
Get on and still be the same, I'm a real nigga
Let your feelings get in the way, that ain't real, nigga
Some of my niggas doin' bad, I'ma get a song
I'm prayin' for these appeals so my niggas home
We comfortable in the streets 'cause we street niggas
My mom and daddy raised me right, bitch, the streets did this
Growin' up, all we had is hope
Before Section 8, we was goin' home to home
Food goin' to waste 'cause my brother broke the stove
But he had to stutter his just to keep the lights on
Hopin' one day I'll buy us all our own house
Hopin' one day I'll get us out of this drought
Hopin' one day we ain't gotta live like this no more
And we ain't gotta feel like this no more
Ain't he on dope? But I don't blame it at all
I can relate to hard times and takin' a fall
If he ain't got a pass, then we shakin' his drawers
Fuck the law, try to tell us bend over and cough
Why you hatin'? Started off on the corner with y'all
I was goin' in on a quota with y'all
Tryna do this rap shit to make sure that we ball
He ain't genuine, niggas really want me to fall
Tryna call me Hollywood 'cause I'm full with your call
As of now, we the only ones scorin' the ball, yeah
Vowed to never report what I saw
These niggas support the bitch, but ain't supportin' the cause, uh
Growin' up, all we had is hope
Before Section 8, we was goin' home to home
Food goin' to waste 'cause my brother broke the stove
But he had to stutter his just to keep the lights on
Hopin' one day I'll buy us all our own house
Hopin' one day I'll get us out of this drought
Hopin' one day we ain't gotta live like this no more
And we ain't gotta feel like this no more