Songtexte
A
troublesome
young
nigga
in
the
streets
I
swear
it
really
made
my
momma
cry
I
found
my
calling
and
a
nigga
went
crazy
Rapping
in
the
studio
and
selling
8ths
for
$35
I'm
tryna
make
it
by
I
had
to
put
my
head
down
and
focus
on
the
cheese
and
my
mental
A
breed
of
the
ghetto,
believe
I'm
a
veteran
And
i'ma
run
it
up
until
a
nigga
at
the
tippy
top
at
the
tippy
top
Ask
yourself
what
you
would
sacrifice
to
trade
the
cards
that
god
put
in
your
hands
These
nights
I'm
moving
smarter
I'm
a
shark
within
the
water
My
drip
be
bora
bora,
I
gotta
get
it
any
means
Shawty
said
she
feel
my
aura,
yes
she
like
my
inner-g
(energy)
Because
I'm
moving
different
I
feel
so
far
gone
created
distance
They
can't
pick
a
team
they
be
switching,
which
one
is
it?
I
be
on
the
phone
with
Tiny
we
painting
pictures
We
plotting
on
the
vision,
practicing
what
we
spitting
In
the
Bible
reading
passages,
I'm
feeling
like
a
pacifist
My
mind
it
race
at
night,
no
wonder
I
can't
sleep
imagine
this
Running
these
plays
but
I'm
cautious
cause
they
watching
And
I
had
to
run
it
up,
I
ain't
have
no
other
option
Speak
from
your
heart
let
out
that
fire
that
they
call
passion
I
been
on
my
grind
ain't
been
this
inspired
in
a
couple
days
Put
in
work
now
all
these
bitches
he
don't
know
they
be
feeling
a
way
Cause
a
young
nigga
popping
off
A
troublesome
young
nigga
in
the
streets
I
swear
it
really
made
my
momma
cry
I
found
my
calling
and
a
nigga
went
crazy
Rapping
in
the
studio
and
selling
8ths
for
$35
I'm
tryna
make
it
by
I
had
to
put
my
head
down
and
focus
on
the
cheese
and
my
mental
A
breed
of
the
ghetto,
believe
I'm
a
veteran
And
i'ma
run
it
up
until
a
nigga
at
the
tippy
top
at
the
tippy
top
And
I
won't
fucking
stop
until
a
nigga
really
make
it,
make
it
Cause
when
you
going
through
it
be
hard
to
have
some
patience
For
the
ones
that
I
love
I
just
gotta
make
a
way
I'ma
run
it
up
this
year
I'm
tired
of
running
out
of
fear,
I
have
to
hold
my
own.
Seen
niggas
change,
switch
up,
it
hurts
my
souls
Cut
them
off,
no
I
won't
look
back
A
troublesome
young
nigga
in
the
streets
I
swear
it
really
made
my
momma
cry
I
found
my
calling
and
a
nigga
went
crazy
Rapping
in
the
studio
and
selling
8ths
for
$35
I'm
tryna
make
it
by
I
had
to
put
my
head
down
and
focus
on
the
cheese
and
my
mental
A
breed
of
the
ghetto,
believe
I'm
a
veteran
And
I'ma
run
it
up
until
a
nigga
at
the
tippy
top
at
the
tippy
top
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