Held Pipes B4 A Mic

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
Ayy, it was all bad
My money like my friends 'cause they all dead
Ain't no peace gon' stop this war, it's too much bloodshed
I was outside living songs before I rapped 'em (TouchOfTrent be ballin' with it)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, it was cold nights
Shit was gettin' hectic, checked my news, text bro, "You home, right?"
Ain't never been no fraud, I fought my own fight
Learned how to cook a bag of hard, ain't never flew a kite
I learned how to hold a pipe before I held a mic'
Learned how to work a switch 'fore ten, you gotta squeeze it slightly
Rеmember my first hit, it jammed, I squeezеd with all my might
Goin' on hits, loading clips, singin', "Herbo right"
I never paid attention 'less my teacher talkin' physics
I didn't care for fitness, bitch, I'm shootin', I ain't running
My bitch mad I'm in the trenches and don't got no time for fucking
Been real before a deal and still that shit don't count for nothing
I touched a quarter mill' and still my soul is full of hunger
I put my trust in God and then he took my baby cousin
Shit was sad, I love the plot more than I love my baby brother
Been hurt throughout my life, I'm pourin' pints 'til I recover

[Chorus]
Ayy, and it's all bad
My money like my friends 'cause they all dead
Ain't no peace gon' stop this war, it's too much bloodshed
I was outside living songs before I rapped 'em

[Verse 2]
They feed 'em to the streets and then they wonder how it happened
That nigga just like me he seen the streets and then adapted
I'm in the industry, but still more real than any rapper
I'm in the industry, still in the streets
He told up in the station, guess he couldn't take the heat
I was outside ridin' steamer 'fore I ever rode a beat
They hate that they couldn't be us, district know us when they see us
In love with how it sound, chopper sing just like Anita
In love with how it sound, Drac' sing like I paid a feature

[Guitar Solo]