Own Route

[Verse]
Tryin’ my best to fight the pain, got me eatin’ cake for the [?]
Who ever thought after that rain I would’ve made a light mill’
Dolce Gabbana on my feet, came a long way from K-Swiss
And I ain’t tryna go nowhere that’s why I ride with this stick
Thinkin’ ‘bout memories with my niggas got me gettin’ high as a bitch
And when I step up on the scene I be fly as it get
I took a gamble with my life I bet it all on a six
‘Member those days bein’ broke I’m thinkin’ gotta get fixed
This ain’t ‘bout bein’ the toughest, it’s about who survive
The last nigga played around he got caught in that fire
Won’t second guess about no risk, you never know ‘less you try
I take a bag, go buss it down and fill it up with exotic
Long talk with the devil it got my mind gone
Mixin’ all these drugs got me in a different time zone
Can’t bang about the past, on my ass, ‘cause now I’m on
I be quick to flash, jump in black, throw that mask on
I done did some shit and I’m knowin’ I was dead wrong
Jump out with that blick tryna give that boy a headstone
I still'll hit a lick and jumpin’ fence when the feds come
Catch me in the Bricks with ‘bout fifty, screamin’ “Red rum”
I spit this shit here with no autotune
I’m still the same nigga by myself without a crew
These niggas really dumb as fuck and don’t know how to move
But if they keep payin’ attention they’ll know how to groove
And do what I do, yeah, yeah
I been posted in the trap gettin’ them bags off
A nigga play 'round with that sack knock his ass off
Ain’t no more second chances, you fucked up the last draw
I seen you runnin’ with the opps I almost passed out
Ou, like a head on collision tryna crash out
Or I can kill him, ended up pull up with the racks out
This [?] got me in it, blow her back out
I was just gone for a lil minute but I’m back now
I got some niggas that done gone
I got some niggas who ain’t never comin’ home
I pray to God that they stay strong, yeah
‘Cause lord knows this that life that we chose
[?] just told me ‘bout all the licks we hit
And all them times we ran down with them thirty clips
Cool, I’m just reminiscin’ about all the shit we did
And all them cars that we took ‘cause we couldn’t get a whip, that’s how it is
Thinkin’ ‘bout Vedo gettin’ his [?]
That shit happened over a year, it still don’t seem real
And not too long after that shit TD had got killed
He the father of my sister kid, now I gotta be there for them
Been ballin’ hard I’m above the rim
Please don’t jump off in this water if you can’t swim
Send my lil nigga let off shots but they ain’t in the gym
Cruisin’ the wicket, got a call that my nigga flipped
Like, what it is, I got the drop, I’m tryna spin a block
Like, who you with? I’m by myself it’s just me and this Glock
We go through there, take care of the business, gettin’ dropped
They come and snatch you up, you better not run your fuckin’ mouth
Glock 27 holdin’ ‘bout sixteen, I named it Paul Gasol
I probably trip, I probably stumble, but I’ll never fall
And if I did I caught myself and never hit the ground
I never ask no one for shit, I found my own route, yeah