
Came in the center, still got the scars
Hustle in my blood, sleepin’ with the stars
Street lights blink, but the danger don’t fade
Every corner got a story, every debt gettin’ paid
I was fourteen sellin’ dreams in the rain
Now the same block watchin’ when I pull in the lane
Enemies smile, but the hate in their eyes
I see it clear, I don’t need no disguise
Mama told me keep the circle real tight
‘Cause the ones that smile first usually strike at night
I been grindin’ so long that the money feel fake
Still wake up paranoid, feel the ground when it shake
Couple felons in the rearview, couple legends in the dirt
I just pray that my mama never gotta see me in a shirt
Tatted tears for the years that I lost in the game
Still the trouble remains, still runnin’ the same
About the Creator
Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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