Kur | Funk Flex | #Freestyle022

[Verse 1]
I done been in cars that was shot up, I'm a survivor
I done stood on corners for hours, ain't make a dollar
Filled out so many apps, never got hired
Used to write so many raps, I felt inspired
By Jadakiss, State Prop, Major Figs
While niggas balled, I sat and watched, I played the bench
Was runnin' sprints, cops came, I jumped the fence
I was young as shit, Mom talkin' 'bout punishment
Man that sucka shit
Told my ass, "Stay in the house" and I said, "Fuck that shit"
Told me not too hand with them guys and I still hung with them
Told me keep my head in the books, was on some other shit
Was tryin' double shit
Fuck the money and the fame, this that struggle shit
This for all my young niggas out there hustlin'
Learn how to tuck your shit
Learn how to bust that shit, man I come from shit
I'd rather get my ass whooped, I never run from shit
If I could have one wish, I'd call Reem and tell him all about this shit
All about my bitch, all about my trips
And them designer sneaks we talked about, I copped them shits
'Member that bitch we used to stalk? Oh yeah, I fucked that bitch
This that cutthroat shit, this that up-top shit
This that world do no talking we gon' bust Glocks quick
We gon' bust Glocks quick, yeah
I'm findin' happiness within
I pray a lot more, just askin' God for strength
Whatever's meant is meant, I take it on the chin
Through thick and thin, been with Coop since Pickering
Back when niggas was rockin' S.Dot scullies that had the brim
State Prop coat, Timbs, we young as shit
Neighbors used to look at us live we ain't shit
I think that's probably the reason I'm numb as shit
Reason I'm poppin' perc after perc, can't even shit
I came straight outta dirt, outta the pit
Hungry as shit after school, we stealin' chips
On picture day Jeff let me borrow his shit, let me borrow his kicks
Shit I wore like a seven, that nigga wore like a six, I still got it to fit
Shit I been through the worst, still poppin' shit, yeah
I go off, I show off, I sold weed, I sold juugs
I sold pills, sold it all, I had packs, by my boss
I go off, times was hard, Moms struggled, had no job
Sold me dreams, told me lies, strange god, all that time
Almost cried, almost died, in the gutter, I survive
In that barrel, yeah I climb to the top, yeah I rise
Make mistakes, I can't lie, no game, I can't lie
My pain, I can't lie, shit I change, I can't lie

[Verse 2]
Can I get that acapella, please?
All this shit take time
I know it's gonna be less sunny days and more gray skies
Always tell my Grandma I'ma make time, and never make time
Feel like nobody could replace Don, that's my fuckin' dawg
And when he got them years I cried so fuckin' hard
Me and him was in the orgitories, used to stunt so hard
I done lost friends I really fucked with over fuck shit, over dumb shit
You get success, they get upset, want down talk 'cause you up next
They get cutthroat when you don't cut checks
Shit I been through enough stress
Shit I been through the worst shit
Nigga I done sold the worst shit
Plastic bag full of dirt sticks
Used to feel like I ain't worth shit
Every night poppin' perc tins
My nigga Phil was on his serve shit
Mattress on the floor
Niggas usin' matches lighting Ports
Niggas sold crack, ain't have a choice
Either had a court date or run the court
Twenty niggas outside the corner store
Sixteen, I was broke 'cause times was hard
Used to stuff that kush inside them drawers
All this shit is for my niggas, I'm tryin' your heart
Late night, stressed out, I'm buyin' bars
Work my ass off till I get tired dawg
Till my niggas pull up all kind of cars
Till my nigga Dot fuck all kind of broads
Reem died, I done got all kind of scars