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Ryan Blades

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Real niggas can relate
Real niggas can relate
Tired of all this shit, man
Everyday I'm living with stress
Got up out the streets you think a nigga can rest
Heard the hardest battles for the strongest soldiers, unless
God is testing me, I'm tired of tests
Real Talk
I'm tired, starting to feel numb to my pain
I'm tired, hard to see how struggle is gain
I'm tired, hating all the stress on my brain
But I guess there's always hope if I'm tired but not drained
If I die before I wake please don't contemplate your faith
Cause everything is meant to be, we all received a destiny
I look back on my past and realize this road was meant for me
Made a few mistakes but wasn't shit done accidentally
And maybe few relate but maybe this can help you mentally
So if you feel me, great, this wasn't wrote coincidentally
No father figure wasn't in the home
Just me and my older bro, grandmother and mother's throne
And I miss them daily, not weekly I miss them dearly
Mother's Day, me & my brother resent it yearly
We lost our only support systems, my nigga, damn
How my mother a woman but she taught me to be a man?
That wasn't supposed to be her job though
It's unfair my father left me at six and let my mom go
No wonder she's emotionless it made her stressed
But still will be at church every Sunday to say she's blessed
Maybe she needed strength, maybe she felt so wearily
Maybe just tradition, Jamaicans it ain't a rarity
To worship and praise Jesus Christ, ever sincerely
Or maybe that was just her own version to go to therapy
Everyday I'm living with stress
Got up out the streets you think a nigga can rest
Heard the hardest battles for the strongest soldiers, unless
God is testing me, I'm tired of tests
Real Talk
I'm tired, starting to feel numb to my pain
I'm tired, hard to see how struggle is gain
I'm tired, hating all the stress on my brain
But I guess there's always hope if I'm tired but not drained
I don't know which one I bury more, emotions or my niggas
Putting down my brothers, cause niggas is raising triggers
Numbing all the pain, by damaging our livers
When we thinking small our problems develop bigger
You chose to be in the hood, you ain't saying nothing
When you make it up out the hood now you saying something
And really I'm from the bottom, where they spraying dumping
So these niggas that just pretend, I know you haters bluffing
If it hits the fan they singing like they David Ruffin
It ain't your fault my nigga, you wasn't raised and toughened
We were put in our environment, and forced us to adapt
Poverty and drugs equals guns, so then we strapped
Proud of all my niggas who grew up and made the switch
A bunch of alpha males who refused to play the bench
Shots fired, laughed then we ran and scaled the fence
Every hood's the same but mine it was Jane and Finch
I'm tired
Everyday I'm living with stress
Got up out the streets you think a nigga can rest
Heard the hardest battles for the strongest soldiers, unless
God is testing me, I'm tired of tests
Real Talk
I'm tired, starting to feel numb to my pain
I'm tired, hard to see how struggle is gain
I'm tired, hating all the stress on my brain
But I guess there's always hope if I'm tired but not drained

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