Finishline

I see niggas drop every single day

But I'm right back at it hustling every single way

Serving white crack addicts tryna study in the wraith

Tryna make it to the finishline_ they hating cuz its dinner time

I see niggas drop every single day

But I'm right back at it hustling every single way

Serving white crack addicts tryna study in the wraith

Tryna make it to the finishline_ they hating cuz its dinner time

All my niggas eating if you broke you ain't a friend of mine

And all that being greedy ain't gon' work I seen a hundred times

Nigga lose a life every night tryna get a dime

Fuckin with that corner, now they goners at the end of time

Nigga what your life like? mines real

I swear to god yall, yall don't know how I feel

Stuck up in the struggle with no way out

Like puff's album, fuck it, die, that's the slow way out

And there's no way I could fall victim to the streets

Its real you could be killed just for living in these streets

I ain't snitchin' to police, keep my mouth on zip

No more words for my cousin cuz the word he's a snitch

Other words, he's a bitch, can't trust him

Cuz soon as them crackers snatch him, he pointing like "that's them"

Be a thrill when your cousin ain't your cousin and your homie like your brother

Cuz you stuck up in the struggle, never hungry cuz you hustle

You grind all the time cuz time is money and money-