I'm feeling you. If you don't mind I'll drop a line or two as well.

If necessity mothered invention, then the struggle gave birth to my hustle//
I've felt the cold wind with no place to give rest to my muscles//
I've felt the driving force, hunger sports, guiding my motives//
Seen the world through younger eyes, somehow survived outta focus//
My life relied on bogus pride, I tried living a soldier's life //
Starting pitching at a young age thinking I was Nolan Ryan//
Fast money convinced me that it was time to start holdig iron//
Young fingers squeezing, before I learned to control the fire//
I was a brash youth, until I learned to control my ire//
Flipping on my block soldier's they playing with no desire//
I wanted everything, and that's what i thought my money would buy//
Spinning my wheels, watching my life pass me by//
I tried to make a change, but that's like trying to harness the air//
I'd rather smoke weed cause it seemed like it was harder to care//

Chorus

I used to, want that P, homie front that key//
I want the world to sing, Oracleez run these streets//
So if you looking for that good, I'm the nigga you should see//
And if you come up in the hood, then I'm that nigga you could be//

But now I, want to emcee, I want these beats//
I want the world to sing, Oracleez run these streets//
So if you wanna hear the real, I'm the nigga you should see//
And if you come up in the hood, I'mthat nigga you could be//

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