I be lying if I didn t claim the district
I live what you heard about, where you only paid a visit
Niggas got murdered outside of the crib and insisting
We try thing
Got niggas who came home, going back in
It was boom, bye, boom, bye in the back of the classrooms
Cutting up in school, the niggas moved,
Packs for a few, stacks and it was fuck school
Niggas showed up at noon, boys finish old q was in prison
The job call was the alternative for the vicious
As I was more niggas ain t war
As we was flippin
And mama got 3 jobs, still got evicted
After that it was move, pack, move, pack
Evicted a couple times, lost my prom pics
Even my first robs, I wrote em
In chicken scratch, love letter from my exes
I still miss, lost everything in life
And had to start all over
Had to cope with the pain now I can t stay sober
Want the old me back, can t remember yesterday
Gotta pray for tomorrow, stay away from the bottles
And the bad fruit pick chicks thinking they models
And these fake friends will be the first to say I got you
The hood spokesman nigga, ghetto apostol
I leave away from my cedar, but my heart will follow
Finding my way, finding my way
I m just finding my way, finding my way
Since the direction lost, god my soul need map quest
Supposed to be beyong this world
But get your musollini on, the battle of the soul
Between the right and wrong, what you on?
A force is the direction, with your eyes on the journey, keep steppin
I keep my shoes tied, and my eyes wide
At the east, I m tryina rise, like bread rise
Track me, who gonna run it, that your legs tired?
You niggas another in the hood, like a spare tire
Can t speak for the cold hearted, we here fire
And see bullshit, from a mile, away
Is getting hard, more put the fire to the jay
Said they wasn t lost, they was lying
Then I fucked em, face america gay was a dream
What the fuck do we chase?
Nigga it ain t in the green money, don t come with the safe
Life is a force of decision is the path
Walk the snakes in the grass, who wanna see a leg
Behind I speak to the one, who controls time
Still blind with 40-40 vision up in my eyes
My grind got me this far, still don t know where I m going
And I may not be here when this shit s soaks in
My time s not here, I m away for the moment
Till then we move forward, all faith, not know, going
Finding my way, finding my way
Finding my way, finding my way
I m just finding my way, finding my way
Finding my way, finding my way
Finding my way, finding my way
I m just finding my way, finding my way.

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