Yeah yeah yeah
I got tears for every word I wrote down
I made push with passion
Went to the Stu bummy ain't really care for fashion
Watched all of them characters play out seen they was acting
Moms cried to John Za said that I was snapping
Za said I'm made for rapping he wanna manage
Block been attack so much that we don't even panic
Tryna break my heart for what ? It already been damaged
Pockets been flat I thought about trapping and jamming
My Og bound to squeeze till his hand get the cramping
They was outside all night like they was camping
War never stop till the last man standing
And if you ain't on ten toes you can't stand it
I ain't never ever play the block but I was ready to risk it
Been through a lot of things the lord be my witness
Moms cried was about to take that route I was tripping
Wasting my life knowing damn well I'm gifted
Surviving ain't living
Keep my head lifted
Gotta lock in and clock in time is ticking
So close to giving up dawg I thought about quitting
Forgot that talk I had with my pops I'm on a mission
Departed from that crowd I was with cause they fiction
Stabbed me in my back that was wack damn they different
She can't get attached my heart broke she can't fix it
Thought she was real but her vibe kept on shifting
So glad big bro alive
Sad he got 25
Thinking about the pass like it was bad dawg I could've died
Thinking to my self like would I be here if I didn't try
Smile to hide what's inside but my folks see it in my eyes
Philly baby OZ that's where I reside
No yellow road up on this street but it wicked like the Oz
Show no emotion in the streets put on your disguise
Ain't no Justice you lucky if you still alive
Heartaches brought from some pain dawg i got a lot
My mom was praying that she didn't see my name on fox
Circle got smaller so called friends want me in a box
Free my big brother cause they got him stressed behind a lock
I tried and got tired of trying I was about to stop
When I get it I won't front this for the have nots
I done gave up opportunities I had a shot
Behind hand I'm working nonstop I gotta drop
Marti Mar - Heartache Lyrics
Marti Mar - Heartache Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah
I got tears for every word I wrote down
I made push with passion
Went to the Stu bummy ain't really care for fashion
Watched all of them characters play out seen they was acting
Moms cried to John Za said that I was snapping
Za said I'm made for rapping he wanna manage
Block been attack so much that we don't even panic
Tryna break my heart for what ? It already been damaged
Pockets been flat I thought about trapping and jamming
My Og bound to squeeze till his hand get the cramping
They was outside all night like they was camping
War never stop till the last man standing
And if you ain't on ten toes you can't stand it
I ain't never ever play the block but I was ready to risk it
Been through a lot of things the lord be my witness
Moms cried was about to take that route I was tripping
Wasting my life knowing damn well I'm gifted
Surviving ain't living
Keep my head lifted
Gotta lock in and clock in time is ticking
So close to giving up dawg I thought about quitting
Forgot that talk I had with my pops I'm on a mission
Departed from that crowd I was with cause they fiction
Stabbed me in my back that was wack damn they different
She can't get attached my heart broke she can't fix it
Thought she was real but her vibe kept on shifting
So glad big bro alive
Sad he got 25
Thinking about the pass like it was bad dawg I could've died
Thinking to my self like would I be here if I didn't try
Smile to hide what's inside but my folks see it in my eyes
Philly baby OZ that's where I reside
No yellow road up on this street but it wicked like the Oz
Show no emotion in the streets put on your disguise
Ain't no Justice you lucky if you still alive
Heartaches brought from some pain dawg i got a lot
My mom was praying that she didn't see my name on fox
Circle got smaller so called friends want me in a box
Free my big brother cause they got him stressed behind a lock
I tried and got tired of trying I was about to stop
When I get it I won't front this for the have nots
I done gave up opportunities I had a shot
Behind hand I'm working nonstop I gotta drop
I got tears for every word I wrote down
I made push with passion
Went to the Stu bummy ain't really care for fashion
Watched all of them characters play out seen they was acting
Moms cried to John Za said that I was snapping
Za said I'm made for rapping he wanna manage
Block been attack so much that we don't even panic
Tryna break my heart for what ? It already been damaged
Pockets been flat I thought about trapping and jamming
My Og bound to squeeze till his hand get the cramping
They was outside all night like they was camping
War never stop till the last man standing
And if you ain't on ten toes you can't stand it
I ain't never ever play the block but I was ready to risk it
Been through a lot of things the lord be my witness
Moms cried was about to take that route I was tripping
Wasting my life knowing damn well I'm gifted
Surviving ain't living
Keep my head lifted
Gotta lock in and clock in time is ticking
So close to giving up dawg I thought about quitting
Forgot that talk I had with my pops I'm on a mission
Departed from that crowd I was with cause they fiction
Stabbed me in my back that was wack damn they different
She can't get attached my heart broke she can't fix it
Thought she was real but her vibe kept on shifting
So glad big bro alive
Sad he got 25
Thinking about the pass like it was bad dawg I could've died
Thinking to my self like would I be here if I didn't try
Smile to hide what's inside but my folks see it in my eyes
Philly baby OZ that's where I reside
No yellow road up on this street but it wicked like the Oz
Show no emotion in the streets put on your disguise
Ain't no Justice you lucky if you still alive
Heartaches brought from some pain dawg i got a lot
My mom was praying that she didn't see my name on fox
Circle got smaller so called friends want me in a box
Free my big brother cause they got him stressed behind a lock
I tried and got tired of trying I was about to stop
When I get it I won't front this for the have nots
I done gave up opportunities I had a shot
Behind hand I'm working nonstop I gotta drop
Writer: Kmari Brooks
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