[Elzie]
We done seen a lot of shit
We got niggas in the dirt, niggas crazy where we live
Through it all, you will never see me switch
We survived in these streets, ain't no forfeit
MikeMadeThe808s
Survived in these streets, ain't no forfeit
We done did a lot of shit, ain't no forfeit
[Cookie Money & Elzie]
Keep a forty in the field, niggas tryna kill me
Smokin' dope, pour a deuce just to numb my feelings
Niggas used to be cool, we at war with 'em
Young niggas want smoke, ain't no forfeiting (Cookie Money)
Hard life, man, the summer even cold
Four kids, I just pray I make it home
Became a man, had to learn it on my own
When it rain, it storm, but that K'll make it snow (Cookie Money)
[Elzie]
Grew up around some niggas that was somethin' like a father figure
Pops died when I was 4, drinkin' that hard liquor
Moms started smokin' coke with all kinds of niggas
Came in the house, black outs from how hard they hit her
Granny took me and my sister in ASAP
We stayed there for 5 years, moms came back
We moved in with this man three times her age
He had money, plus he gave me a place to stay
He gave me anything, Jordans on my birthday
Kawasaki 85, cost him 3K
I wasn't hard but pretty soon I had to toughen up
Got in a fight with Lil Dirty, shed a little blood
The father figures that I mentioned was my same age
But they was street smart and put me up on all the game
Cookie Money, that's my brother, he showed me the way
Get money, be humble, and stay in your lane
[Cookie Money & Elzie]
Keep a forty in the field, niggas tryna kill me
Smokin' dope, pour a deuce just to numb my feelings
Niggas used to be cool, we at war with 'em
Young niggas want smoke, ain't no forfeiting (Cookie Money)
Hard life, man, the summer even cold
Four kids, I just pray I make it home
Became a man, had to learn it on my own
When it rain, it storm, but that K'll make it snow (Cookie Money)
[Cookie Money]
Left alone in the streets, pops in the feds
Mama moved to the East up in the alphabets
Nana keep smokin' Ports, lungs gettin' weak
I done jumped off the porch, flipped a G a week
Lil' brother growin' up, wanna be like me
But he don't know the consequences when he in these streets
He don't know the hardest niggas get the coldest feet
I told him when he cook it up he gotta eat that beef
I'm in the kitchen cookin' up, tryna stay low-key
Real gangsters stay silent, keep it all five G
Twenty dollars for a solid, 30 thousand a key
A real nigga speakin' knowledge, you can lean on me
Don't mix the money and the violence, tryna be Big Meech
More bands, more problems, more bitches gon' cheat
They put the feds on my ass, it made me Cookie Money
From the trap to the rap, I bet it all on me
[Cookie Money & Elzie]
Keep a forty in the field, niggas tryna kill me
Smokin' dope, pour a deuce just to numb my feelings
Niggas used to be cool, we at war with 'em
Young niggas want smoke, ain't no forfeiting (Cookie Money)
Hard life, man, the summer even cold
Four kids, I just pray I make it home
Became a man, had to learn it on my own
When it rain, it storm, but that K'll make it snow (Cookie Money)
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