Gamble

[Intro]
My mind racin' now
My mind racin'
Tryna make it out
[?] I'm just tryna make it out
DeeMarc got that heat, ho

[Chorus]
My mind racin', I'm just tryna make it out
I'm still posted in that corner
Flippin' packs and runnin' routes
Life's a gamble in these streets
And I could die, it ain't no doubt
But I gotta feed my people
Gotta take them out the drought
My mind racin', I'm just tryna make it out
I'm still posted in that corner
Flippin' packs and runnin' routes
Life's a gamble in these streets
And I could die, it ain't no doubt
But I gotta feed my people
Gotta take them out the drought

[Verse]
To these streets, I said goodbye too many times
And I'm prayin' that I live but I don't know if I'ma die
I been outchea since a jitterbug, I made my mama cry
And she told mе, "Watch yo' homies, one day, they ain't finna slidе"
I had to grind real hard, I gotta show that I want it
I ain't the type to be talkin', nigga, I'm really on it
My young nigga just got shot, I kinda put the blame on me
He shook back, he looked at me and said, "Boy, we a hunnid"
He pillow talkin' like a bitch and hollerin' 'bout he want smoke
Well, nigga, drop your pin, we ain't talkin' like ho's
And, bitch, I pulled out my pistol, there still wasn't even a scope
I'm wearin' mismatched designer, I'm drippin' down to the floor
Takin' chances on my life when niggas grip on this pistol
I can't let these niggas take me, man, I won't be a victim
Better not come too close, them hollow tips, they gon' hit y'all
Slidin' down in the field if they say they got issues

[Chorus]
My mind racin', I'm just tryna make it out
I'm still posted in that corner
Flippin' packs and runnin' routes
Life's a gamble in these streets
And I could die, it ain't no doubt
But I gotta feed my people
Gotta take them out the drought
My mind racin', I'm just tryna make it out
I'm still posted in that corner
Flippin' packs and runnin' routes
Life's a gamble in these streets
And I could die, it ain't no doubt
But I gotta feed my people
Gotta take them out the drought