Situations

[Verse]
Thinking bout things that I done
Thinking bout times I had to run
My feet bleed, heart heavy from some situations
You could tell my story just by looking in my face
Had to knuckle up, get into the ring
Had to rumble some, memories do sting
Remember one night, had a knife touch my rib
All the times I heard arguments in the crib
I understand better than I did before
Looking back, all the tears that hit the floor represents growth
Not the same kid anymore
The same man, maneuvering with a diffеrent plan
More pressurе that I carry with my hands
Had to bury my mistakes deep in the sand
Had to stop saying that I can’t
Cause I could, and I will
More pain, I reveal
Some blood, gets spilled
My issues, I conceal
My problems, too real