Elcamino, Heem B$F, Black Soprano Family - Brody lyrics

Yo this that shit right here, like
That type of shit that we be on, like
At an early age seasoned vets
Yo, yo, yo

Was restless
Chain smokin' soon as the stress hit's
I was reckless because I knew I was protected
Soon as this check hit, I'ma
Go buy a bigger necklace, investments
It ain't really much question 'bout
Who the best is, blessings
I'm the king on board like how chess is
Uh, we the young niggas that's
Bringin' back the essence
Room full of all my rich homies
I learned lessons makin' six figures
That's one of my new obsessions
The streets made me this way
These are my confessions
I would've risked it all for a
Stack and the new 11s
I wasn't always connected, at first
I sold sevens me with no hustle
That's like a church with no reverend
The streets don't love nobody
She still gon' let you fuck
You been in it for a minute
And you still ain't catchin' up
I been winnin' for a minute and
Still don't feel like I'm up
I done did a lot of shit and
Feel I still ain't done enough

I'ma go and get this cake so we can all shine
Can't believe we made it
Through them hard times
Had my back against the wall
Up in the hallway
I can't believe that we made
It through them hard days
They ain't wanna give me shit
I had to take mine
I can't believe we made it
Through them hard times
Had my back against the wall
Up in the hallway
I can't believe that we made
It through them hard days

It's like everybody wanna be Big
And wanna be Pac wanna be the trigger man
But don't wanna be shot
Wanna be like Nas or Jay, Dipset, or the Lox
Master P in No Limit
Free and Beans with the Roc
All the hustlin' I did, tryna be like my pops
Had me stressin' in the crib
On the run from the cops
Niggas from my old class, they wanna be opps
That hatin' shit don't last
You wanna be in my spot
This fifty bands in cold cash
Got this shit off a block
And them stories that I tell
True shit 'bout my block
Lil' resi' on the scale
Extra grams in the pot
Started off slingin' bales twelve
Hundred a pop this when Face was still home
Before Mike got shot
Right at Tia front door
Before the block got hot
I had an old 38 before the Glock that cock
And did my first hand to hand in
Front of Julio's shop, it go, uh

I'ma go and get this cake so we can all shine
Can't believe we made it
Through them hard times
Had my back against the wall
Up in the hallway
I can't believe that we made
It through them hard days
They ain't wanna give me shit
I had to take mine
I can't believe we made it
Through them hard times
Had my back against the wall
Up in the hallway
I can't believe that we made
It through them hard days