Glocks

Lately I been on the run I can't think because all of the drugs Not breaking, but bending me up I'm on top but I came from the mud Was literally sleeping on rugs In my hair had to pick out the fuzz I was posted with my fuzz I didn't know who I was Now I got the city on lock I put my brothers on top Where them niggas they shoot with the mop Others niggas is tryna get out We grew up right around the block Where they run up and shoot with the Glocks Where the people who live there feel like they won't make it They make themselves suffer a lot I had to make it all stop I said, "this shit got me bent" My back it be hurtin', I bend Over backwards for all of my friends Her and daddy couldn't make amends My momma out making them ends To say the least life was a mess My brother raised me to a man I started off moving them grams Then I moved in with my grams My money got low said, "I can't" The voice in my head said, "I can" I thought about giving it up But I had to give myself a chance Told them labels, "don't need that advance" From my phone, I made two-hundred grand Lately I been on the run I can't think because all of the drugs Not breaking, but bending me up I'm on top but I came from the mud Was literally sleeping on rugs In my hair, had to pick out the fuzz I was posted with my fuzz I didn't know who I was Lately I been on the run