Pride and Pain

[Intro]
(JSH)
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah
Big Structure, I say, big Structure
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah
Uh (That swag), look (That Structure, look)

[Verse]
Growin' up where I'm from you were target
All my life I been facin' these problems
All my life I been runnin' through bithces
Stuck in the trenches, still on that nonsense
And my closet is full of the monsters
Kids playin' ball, they niggas is sponsors
Had to survive 'cause you know I'm a father
Heavy on Pop but I gotta move smarter (For real)
Gotta keep it, gotta move tact' (Uh-huh)
Better back track, you racin' tracks
Gotta shake the Structures off my back
You start makin' less, you better stack
I been savin' less and spendin' packs
Reminiscin' what my niggas bad
I ain't sayin' spendnin' money smart
I just need some help, I can't relax
And this bitch wit' me, I love her neck
Blow me out the park, I gotta give her sex
Ain't no bitch gon' get me out my bag
They be tryin' hard but I'm gon' always step
And I know I make these niggas mad
But I'm EBK until the death (That Structure)
(And I know I make these niggas mad
But I'm EBK until the–)
Been through it all, I ain't scared of pressure
Yeah, I was a bum but now I'm better (On bro)
I was young and dumb, now I'm better
But my mama always kept me fresher
Started gettin' old, then had to hold my own
Do it by yourself 'cause you grown
Dropped out a school, I got kicked out
I was thuggin', livin' wit' the bros
It's not only 'bout the wars
Long live my bro, I used to give him clothes
He was havin' holes in his drawers
That's some shit he'll put me to the side
I always say he love me for
But you know the vibe, I love you more
Casa', Roseline I'ma pour
Whatever take the pain away more
I be fresh as fuck, I know you watchin' down on me
When I'm rockin' that Dior
Like, long live Money and Dior
Rilla watch the champagne pour
Blaze watch the champagne pour (Blaze)
I was always busy runnin' through the city
Wish y'all hang wit' Drizzy more
Shit fucked up, now y'all gone
Rilla know I love him, that's a close friend
Used to send him all my songs
Oh, you took my bro, let's get it on
Ain't no internet how I respond (At all)
I'm a young nigga from the hood
Tryna chase his dreams and beyond
I was robbin' niggas just to pay for the stu'
And make a new song
Now it's Amiri jeans and Depertmant Galleries
Sippin' Dom Pérignon
Could never challenge me
Yeah, they tried to stylist me but I'm fly on my own
Went through a tragedy and I lost a few calories
But I'm back and I'm strong
Free all the guys, I can't talk on the phone
I love everyobdy, can't wait they come home

[Outro]
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I don't know when this tape gon' drop that's why I said [...]