| Who can you trust when it gets on top
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| When you got no home no dough stuck out on these cold roads
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| Not a damn soul cos nobody cares
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| I look around and nobodies here
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| Sometimes I really needed help and nobodies there
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| I rely on nobody I swear
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| I got dry tears up in my eyes
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| Dark night sitting down thinking bout my life
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| Where did I go wrong
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| Shit just isn’t right
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| I been hurting for so long I’m sick of all the strife
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| I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t frightened for my life
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| Putting in block work fighting to survive
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| Not enough Gwop earned Shottin to get by
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| So just to get by I got my freedom on the line
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| I’m addicted to the grind
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| Struggling got me sitting doing time
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| In these cold roads life is a struggle
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| Being poor is forcing us to juggle fam
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| In these cold roads I gotta make a living
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| Gotta go and get cos noone ain’t giving
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| In these cold roads my little princess needs me
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| Gotta stay alive but this shit ain’t easy
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| In these cold roads I stay prepared for the worst
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| Fuck death I been dying since the day of my birth
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| My lifes hard I ain’t asking for no cuddles fam
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| Na I’m just asking you to understand
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| Come and see the way I’m living damn
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| Shits different got me pissing with my stick in hand
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| Fuck slipping I’d rather make it click and bang
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| All this murder talk can really make me go and stick up man
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| All this on my head and the Feds wanna pick up man
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| I’m on the low from the po in their pick up van
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| In these cold roads life is a struggle
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| Being poor is forcing us to juggle fam
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| In these cold roads I gotta make a living
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| Gotta go and get cos noone ain’t giving
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| In these cold roads my little princess needs me
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| Gotta stay alive but this shit ain’t easy
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| In these cold roads I stay prepared for the worst
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| Fuck death I been dying since the day of my birth |