Rough Environments

[Intro]
Fuck
Watch where you coming nigga
Fuck
Fuck

[Verse 1]
You ever inspire any of your idols
Or you just stuck at making your friends your rivals
In this rap shit there’s no survival
I’m in Idaho with nowhere to go
I think dumb rappers must go
If you happy as the sun ball on them (Yeah)
I want niggas to go sharpen some pencils and fall on them
Best nights are usually unplanned, random, spontaneous with the gun blam
One life and one chance and you can be replaced
Better yet, make the best decision
The past can’t be rearranged, forgotten or еrased
It can only be acceptеd, so just mix it with the chaser
And go mix it with the eighth, hot box cover my face
Niggas say they out here living their best life
Well I’m the worst part of the death you don’t know about
Now I know the route, I go about shit my way
And I let mine blaze
One blunt I was high for five days

[Chorus]
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Niggas gon’ hate me for life
I wish the people you staged dived on was spikes
I’m a sick husband
One sixteen is a rich Russian
You put fire to the Backwood with a mother fucking gummy
It was just you and your Shawn Skemps leaning on whips
That don’t belong to you
Had your ass dreaming and shit
I love my fans they be a fiend for this shit
Collect the cheese
You like rats, that’s why I leave peanut butter seeds
Understood what goes on when a nigga like me jotting
Listen and gain substance while your head knocking
My rap style never boxed in, locked in like a criminal, all bars
Imma get mines and Imma get me some more
Act a fool if I have to
Street niggas listen to my shit, I make them niggas wanna rap too
Getting the right people inspired, trying not to be the best in Chicago
Get robbed for your clothes

[Chorus]
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
Yeah

[Verse 3]
Yeah
When you not inspired you start lying
When niggas not dying that means as a race we start trying
In that case, Imma call up my nigga Race to smoke up the whole thing
When I die don’t say I’m the king
I came with this thing to gleam part of the daily news
Niggas got big plates, won’t share the food (The fuck?)
That’s kind of fucked up my nigga
We gonna break your face and then slice your liver, Thanksgiving
I be ripping and I be living like I’m supposed
Niggas out here saying Victor a goat
But at the same time Victor a ghost
Victor will roast your mother fucking face by the oaks
Niggas know how I get down
I spit rounds like a mother fucking trigger with the finger
Add all that shit up you still couldn’t get it
When you come to the hood nigga you better have your vision
Or you gone long distance

[Chorus]
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
We out here striving, riding in rough environments
Anytime we get a gun in our hand we be firing
When I’m in the area the guns is near
Blunts in the air, celebrate life every year
Yeah