Pistols

Hope ain't take too long... Believe that [Verse] Somebody told me, Tomorrow ain't a promise But I tell em that it is till somebody does the honors Tryin to die rich just cause I was born broke This the only chance given I just pray I don't choke Eye's full of fire, Lungs full of smoke Havin visions of water's island hopin of a boat I ain't never left Inglewood got to keep me Thinkin if I get to keep on breathin I'll breath deeply Watchin the game rotate Know I'm doin something wrong if them niggas don't hate Contrary to your belief, Money won't wait So all a nigga know is try and ball no pump fake Lord please let me in them gates Cause granny told me that her prayers kept me in your grace (Ha!) Plus the streets ain't the safest of places Inglewood lettin death stare us right in our faces, Look This is nothin new, Shots a hundred proof Layin with my Southern Boo tryin to see another Coup To get that money shit I'm jumpin through another loop Probably get chance and trip like my brothers do Hopefully rappin don't fail me Specially since my mother told me that she wouldn't bail me But yo main bitch probably could Tellin me, "No" but a nigga like me probably could Mixtape after mixtape steady grindin till a nigga get to see his big break And this is how it sounds when you ill Middle finger up yellin, "Fuck how you feel!"