Closer To My Dreams

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Fast money all I wanted since a kid I ran to it
Took some foreign language classes bag talk I speak fluent
Dirty glock in my amiris nigga try to snatch something
Only gang around the spot I don't f*ck with the crash dummies
Remember way back when I bought my first sack
In the ninth grade paid two hundred for that one pack
But my uncle took that
Threw three hundred for that
You ain't gotta grow too fast these streets ain't where you need to be at
That's some real shit
But me being me
At that age ain't wanna hear it
Told him how I made a killin chip bags with dubs in it
Lookin out for older niggas see twelve I stash the weapons
Dirty glocks a couple westons
Went to school with one on me
Niggas tried to jump the kid
That blickly made niggas think
Gone catch hollow then a halo
With no chance to even blink
Niggas realized they position so they didn't reach the tee
Well them niggas at that time
Some other niggas had to see
I put the call in on a nigga
Saw his og on tv one eight hundred speak what ?
I thought dawg was really street
Young dawg claimed hard
Big steppin what he was reppin
In the end you just a thought all that talkin got you in Heaven aye
Or Hell
Wherever cuz ended up
Learn to leave niggas alone
This stick will leave you stuck aye
Nightmares I won't live to reach a certain age
Wrote my life ona beat page after page
Found some peace and a purpose but these streets ain't the place but ironically that's the area I feel safe
It took my daddy from me
My unky
My bestfriend
But that's still hood
I just hate them hoes that got my mans
Man death to them niggas hope they all die
Heard one got dropped and the other paralyzed
I gotta bullet for every tear that my family cried
I gotta gang that'll turn yo block into columbine
Bitch
Best believe you gone feel this shit
All the years I had to feel this shit
I'm out here lost and alone and shit
That's why I'm stuck to Darius don't ever leave me bitch aye
It get hard for a
Young black nigga
Who ain't got no one to show him the way
My mama worried its gone hurt to see her boy in a cage
I done been there done that ain't gonna see that again
Rare for me to open up I wrote this in the rain
Family women and my grind contributed to my pain
I can't f*ck with these lil niggas they shady and lame
I been crossed a couple times never will be the same
Showin love will get you hurt even worst
Have you gettin laid to rest in yo hearse
I stay cold to a bitch make her ass keep her distance
I been crossed a couple times so I can't show no commitment
Tortured soul how my granny said I be livin
White faces tryna lock the whole gang down in prison
I was raised as one but I can't say I'ma christian
I know somewhere there's a god it ain't the nigga we seeing
I ain't supposed to be alive let alone be free
Not supposed up and gettin close to my dreams
But I am and got support that'll leave a nigga weak
So its clear that's someone watchin over me
And I thank you

Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly
Don't give up and keep progressing me keep me grounded keep a nigga thinking humbly

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