Doin' Bad

[Verse 1] Man I'm doin bad I'mma come real with it It ain't struggle that make a man, it's how the man deal with it Last days ya gotta recognize the negative ways and turn from 'em We all make mistakes G but the key is to learn from 'em I've been blessed to come across a lil paper Made a lick and spent it quick then had lost a lil paper Appreciating what we got, we true hood scholars Then sat in circles with my partners, pitching in change to scrape for 5 dollars When ya leave home the world change all of a sudden Full grown you on ya own partner the world don't owe you nothin' I'm in this hole duckin' and dodging the grim reaper But the more I try to dig my way out it's gettin deeper I'm doin' bad baby [Hook] When everything around you is going wrong And hard times seems to last too long Your old school homeboys dead and gone The game don't change keep pushing on [Verse 2] I'm tryna show love but people take the bad and provoke If I give this bum a dollar will he eat it or smoke it? Put speculation to the side and jus' go out on a limb I'm visualizing myself one day being just like him So I focus on my paper, got a mission to rise Try to see life through the eyes of the poor and despised To my people man, I never turn my back on 'em To my young hustlers walkin these cuts with crack on 'em It's another way, I hope you're feelin ya brother I know that cash be comin' fast, but dog we killin each other Making bad moves trusting fools, caught up in crosses And you ain't different from the rest player, we all done took losses Better shake it off, cause a real man would accept Responsibility and play it with the hand he was dealt See my shrink done even ran outta questions to ask Plus I'm holdin' family animosity from the past [Hook] [Verse 3] My paper playin out, really ain't too much in my stack In a Lacc, clutchin a gat, my stomach touching my back The world is testing me, but at the same time my girls stressin' me My actions be the reason why the man ain't blessin' me Should I chase mine with skill or a gun on my waist line? And face time, these question go deep as a bass line I'mma take it the whole nine, or catch a case tryin' Confess my sins hoping that God will erase mine Gotta raise ya game level when the trouble appears I got partners I been hangin' with for 15 years Yeah I'm strong but I'm worn out and tired in the mind Cause water drippin on a rock can wear it down over time Ya feel me? I ain't a baller, I'm a child of the ditch Being broke is a test, but money is a trial for the rich And to the ones that past on, G's we lost in the game Y'all come to life every time somebody mention ya name [Hook] [Outro] Throw 'em up for ya partner that done past away Throw 'em up for that baby that was born today Throw 'em up if ya hustlin' and making ya pay Throw 'em up if ya feelin' every word I say