Testo This World - Havoc feat. Masspike Miles
Testo della canzone This World (Havoc feat. Masspike Miles), tratta dall'album 13
Royce Music Group
This love I have for you girl, is true
I grew up hard so now I know how it goes
But lately it seems to chew a hole out my soul, of this world
I been doing shit that I hate, just for me to get to this cake
Just tryna put some food in my plate
Hoping they don't send me upstate
You know the hustle in the DNA
Just tryna fix me up a bigger plate
Whenever I did, the homies ate
To being broke, got old like a cold case
Fuck outta here, never took a handout
Searching for the cash cow, milk it till it's tapped out
Had options, fuck it, took that route
Saliva dripping from the mouth, the wolves out
The hood cold like polar ice
Niggas think about jail, I'ma roll the dice
The judge throwing life
Mommy pray your first born make it home tonight
I hope the angels watching over me
I'm in the trenches so I see what the soldiers see
Discombobulated bodies
Don't move, it's a robbery, not tryna make this a hobby
I grew up hard so now I know how it goes
But lately it seems to chew a hole out my soul, of this world
I been doing shit that I hate, just for me to get to this cake
Just tryna put some food in my plate
Hoping they don't send me upstate
The life of a real nigga
Life a bitch but I still break meals with her
Kill liquor straight till I'm in a different space
Guns come out, I don't gotta reiterate
Little white kids had the stands with the lemonade
While us little niggas got knocked and sent away
Gotta be a better way is what we said everyday
Fucked up when your dreams all layaway
What don't kill you will build you
And mold you up like the mildew
And get you to the point you making real loot
Fuck Kennedy Fried, I want real food
It's real what the steel do
All of a sudden now everybody feel you
Once didn't have a voice, now they hear you
Fuck being loved, better when they fear you
I grew up hard so now I know how it goes
But lately it seems to chew a hole out my soul, of this world
I been doing shit that I hate, just for me to get to this cake
Just tryna put some food in my plate
Hoping they don't send me upstate
I came from nothing to something
Can't forget where I came from
A hustler's ambition, the good life's my mission
I pray that I make it to see another day
Hungry for the money, I gotta get this cake
I pray that I don't catch a case in this cold world
I grew up hard so now I know how it goes
But lately it seems to chew a hole out my soul, of this world
I been doing shit that I hate, just for me to get to this cake
Just tryna put some food in my plate
Hoping they don't send me upstate
Credits
Writer(s): Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Je Rell Moore, Rayshaun Thompson, Rafael Otero, Richard M Wheeler
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