[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