Bryan - T.O.A.C.H lyrics

Yo How do I make it to the top without flopping out? 12 in the morning and these cops is trying to box us out Momma callin' my phone, "When you coming home?" 'Til I sit in that throne 'Cause I just structured all my dreams, momma I wanna be known Tryin' to come up in this rap game even struggled alone Never have a pot to piss in, feel like this in my home I ain't tryin' to work no 9-to-5 Homie I'm tryin' to [?] the b**hes quick to stop my grind This is thoughts of a cali motherf**as Homie's down to bust you in the back Never sleepin', 'cause I'm just wasting time I won't get back This a struggle, homie Whether you know me or you down with me, we family The way that I'm spittin' I'm causing tragedies Nothing to a motherf**a like me You take this sh** so lightly, if you hate me f**in' bite me Ghetto concept got me livin' on a day-to-day Bow my head and pray 'cause I'm still hopin' for a better day This is thoughts of a Cali homie Yeah, this is thoughts of a Cali homie