yeah boostr 1. everybodys got their own lifestyle , on how they were raised , how they were brought up their struggle. but this is my struggle , my way algood. boostr 1. yeah i wake up in the morning in my same shitty cell , i got this thought in my head i might be moving to jail. same shit different day in the state that im living , no other life like mine more taken or given. you couldnt handle one day homie living like me , im the oldest in the family angers all i see , yeah the struggle is real for the youth and the streets , no dad no mother just a fake family , had to do it on my own no help at all , as a kid growing up abuse is all i saw , fighting and crushing in my house over little things to , had to block that shit out , i was five going to school , got home babysitting while the families on the piss a daily lifestyle in the way that i live , i got no problem with that cause i hadn't had a ( i do not know what he said ) walk through hell and back and yet I'm still grinning , boostr 1 little homie yeah my life aint fake, this is real as it gets ill do whatever it takes. i wouldn't change how i live cause it's made me how i am. im the realist in disguise getting treated like a man , no mercy where im from , no time to be weak. told you hold your own ground , no hating through defeat. that goes for everyone that be living the struggle , hold your head held high and keep skulling that bottle. i was eleven years old when i got taken away , no family no mother had to do it my way. the beef and the blame got shipped on me, i was a trouble young kid getting ready to flee. yeah my family blame you for your way turn to hell saying youre just like your dad you're gonna end up in jail. couple years head past now im living all out , in and out of YJ strictly banging dirty South. ive been roughed up and toughed up i got thrown around , getting treated like a dog but i gotta stay proud. this a glimpse of my life on how i was raised all the shit chop and chingy but still i ain't fazed , this is my horror story on how my life starts , gang bang affiliated yeah stuck behind walls. i hear people tryna change say you can do better , a lot of lectures lots of speeches yeah a lot of chitta chatta , i ain't down to be changed homie nothing wrong with me. fuck the cyfs system corruptions all i see. yeah i was raised from youngin who grew up to fast , sixteen motivated gotta get me the cash. ive been tryna live it up but im doing it hard gotta keep my hustle on till the day im gone. no other life like mine spit as real as i can , stay on stay strong , im proud of where i standm
Yeah I wake up in the morning in my same shitty self I have a thought in my head I might be moving to jail same sh8t different day in the state that I'm living no other life like mine more taken no giving u couldn't handle one day homie living life me I'm the oldest in my family anger all that I see yeah the struggle is real and the youths on the streets no dad no mother only fake family' had to do it on my own no help at all as a kid abuse is all I saw fighting a concussion in the hous3 just over little things too had to block that shit down I was 5 going to school got home from school babysitting while the fams on the piss a daily lifestyle about the way that I live I got no problem with that
Yeah I wake up in the morning in my same shitty self I have a thought in my head I might be moving to jail same sh8t different day in the state that I'm living no other life like mine more taken no giving u couldn't handle one day homie living life me I'm the oldest in my family anger all that I see yeah the struggle is real and the youths on the streets no dad no mother only fake family' had to do it on my own no help at all as a kid abuse is all I saw fighting a concussion in the hous3 just over little things too had to block that shit down I was 5 going to school got home school babysitting while the fams on the piss a daily lifestyle about the way that I live I got no problem with that cux I had a haven't had a different walk through he'll n back n
