[Verse 1: KAZy]
Waking up to go to school isn't really easy
I'm constantly having to look back when these street k**ers see me
Or hear me breathing, or feel like I'm in reach
[Verse 2: NASty]
I'm in the Section.80
Mad ladies trynna have my baby, but they won't catch the kid
I'm about my biz, steady dodging feds, because of what I said
Posted on the block right after school
Strapped up with the tool cause them grades don't get you paid
Looking at myself as little kid trying to get laid
What needed to be focused on was them A's
Steady trynna give the fade, no tape ups
No lean cups, focused thug surviving on love
Had to make it out to show what I'm about
And I'm not trynna die by thee running of the mouth
Or the running of my feet
No disrespect but all these rappers flows is week
They need to peep, study where HipHop came from on thee streets Dodging thee police
See if you can make it out in peace, and not rest in peace
Stay alive in this mad city