Devil on my shoulder finally taking over
Checked in with my angel I don't think he sober
Coming from the block know it bred a soldier
F*ck that war on drugs that them crackers sold ya
Cool calm and collective been a nigga record
Even then I am not the one you want the wreck with
Niggas think they been the shit guess I'm cooking chitlins
Granddaddy in the kitchen thought the shit was hitting
How they did my people man I'm not forgetting
Pass that pain to my seeds pray for my children
That really matters in time we turn to matter
That's created nor destroyed tell that to them black boys
That's hustling all the time and never had seen a dime
Until they had read his time got hit with the 85
Inside ate him alive
He finally home
Just another nigga with another story untold so
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
Rehabilitation ain't been making
No innovation no elevation no inspiration yeah
No inspiration yeah yeah
A lot of niggas that I care to see
Have been locked up mentally locked up physically locked in emotionally
When they see when inside there is no empathy
So they get a lot of time but time don't give a lot to them
Besides the resent of getting caught in the jam once again
Wishing that it jammed when he went
Got a drop leaning low with it cocked back
Peeled his top back matter fact if it did that
He'd be rolling in his grave
While that nigga sitting in his place
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
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Devil on my shoulder finally taking over
Checked in with my angel I don't think he sober
Coming from the block know it bred a soldier
F*ck that war on drugs that them crackers sold ya
Cool calm and collective been a nigga record
Even then I am not the one you want the wreck with
Niggas think they been the shit guess I'm cooking chitlins
Granddaddy in the kitchen thought the shit was hitting
How they did my people man I'm not forgetting
Pass that pain to my seeds pray for my children
That really matters in time we turn to matter
That's created nor destroyed tell that to them black boys
That's hustling all the time and never had seen a dime
Until they had read his time got hit with the 85
Inside ate him alive
He finally home
Just another nigga with another story untold so
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
Rehabilitation ain't been making
No innovation no elevation no inspiration yeah
No inspiration yeah yeah
A lot of niggas that I care to see
Have been locked up mentally locked up physically locked in emotionally
When they see when inside there is no empathy
So they get a lot of time but time don't give a lot to them
Besides the resent of getting caught in the jam once again
Wishing that it jammed when he went
Got a drop leaning low with it cocked back
Peeled his top back matter fact if it did that
He'd be rolling in his grave
While that nigga sitting in his place
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
Checked in with my angel I don't think he sober
Coming from the block know it bred a soldier
F*ck that war on drugs that them crackers sold ya
Cool calm and collective been a nigga record
Even then I am not the one you want the wreck with
Niggas think they been the shit guess I'm cooking chitlins
Granddaddy in the kitchen thought the shit was hitting
How they did my people man I'm not forgetting
Pass that pain to my seeds pray for my children
That really matters in time we turn to matter
That's created nor destroyed tell that to them black boys
That's hustling all the time and never had seen a dime
Until they had read his time got hit with the 85
Inside ate him alive
He finally home
Just another nigga with another story untold so
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
It's been a long time coming I ain't learn nothing
I'm going back to the streets
I'm going back to the streets
Rehabilitation ain't been making
No innovation no elevation no inspiration yeah
No inspiration yeah yeah
A lot of niggas that I care to see
Have been locked up mentally locked up physically locked in emotionally
When they see when inside there is no empathy
So they get a lot of time but time don't give a lot to them
Besides the resent of getting caught in the jam once again
Wishing that it jammed when he went
Got a drop leaning low with it cocked back
Peeled his top back matter fact if it did that
He'd be rolling in his grave
While that nigga sitting in his place
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
I know a lot of people in the world who got less than me
And still find a way to live happily
I ain't stressing no more
Got to put faith in myself
This my own war
Writer: Joshua Bailey
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Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Walt Disney Music Company