Intro: (Cant get out the game throughout intro)
n**** stressing, Im stressed the f*** out, its like im caught in a motherf*ckin maze or something mayne, n**** wanna be leaving this s***, but i know i cant, its like im trapped in this s*** or something man, im going crazy in this m************, this s*** is crazy
Verse:
Its like im a prisoner and i cant break out my hustle
Convicted and sentenced a victim
Just for being born in the struggle, that'll make it bubble
Get my ends right, trouble so im defending mine
Never sleep, i spend the night
Industries, i pimped the grind, hypnotized, I
Im walking dead ya'll, but i got the sawed-off that'll blow your head off
Thanks to ammo, these n***** be willing to thinking that im on that gat-go?
But the cash flow, get down low, you n***** become and example
Give'em a sample, watch out for the one-time
They know im active, they figure to these lil' n*****, my life is attractive (Ballin)
And its always cracking, and im always down to get into some action
And if i gotta blast it, you let tobacco get your ashes
Survive the madness cuz its all in my bloodline
Serving'em up, murdering ya, walking the thugline
Get higher, get higher, i never retire
Ima be out here on the grind till my life expire
Chorus
You cant win, theres something that keep pulling me back mayne
You cant get out the game
(4x)
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i dont need to come back
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i wont ever come back
Verse:
It seems with every step i take, im getting close to my grave
And i wish i could change, but a 9 to 5 to me is strain
See me bailing in the rain, sleet, snow, its no thang
And i got what you need, speed, dro to cocaine
Im a scandalous n****, label me desperado
Might not survive tomorrow, living on time thats borrowed
Mama say im so much drama, dont know why im so cold
She said, "Maybe your just like your father, too bold"
Maybe im just like my brother, in there for 25 to life, why
This situation taking me under
This is what it sounds like, when thugs cry
When thugs ride, when the thugs die, die
Although im feeling so much pain dawg, i cant get out the game
Chorus: You cant win, theres something that keep pulling me back mayne
You cant get out the game
(4x)
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i dont need to come back
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i wont ever come back
n**** stressing, Im stressed the f*** out, its like im caught in a motherf*ckin maze or something mayne, n**** wanna be leaving this s***, but i know i cant, its like im trapped in this s*** or something man, im going crazy in this m************, this s*** is crazy
Verse:
Its like im a prisoner and i cant break out my hustle
Convicted and sentenced a victim
Just for being born in the struggle, that'll make it bubble
Get my ends right, trouble so im defending mine
Never sleep, i spend the night
Industries, i pimped the grind, hypnotized, I
Im walking dead ya'll, but i got the sawed-off that'll blow your head off
Thanks to ammo, these n***** be willing to thinking that im on that gat-go?
But the cash flow, get down low, you n***** become and example
Give'em a sample, watch out for the one-time
They know im active, they figure to these lil' n*****, my life is attractive (Ballin)
And its always cracking, and im always down to get into some action
And if i gotta blast it, you let tobacco get your ashes
Survive the madness cuz its all in my bloodline
Serving'em up, murdering ya, walking the thugline
Get higher, get higher, i never retire
Ima be out here on the grind till my life expire
Chorus
You cant win, theres something that keep pulling me back mayne
You cant get out the game
(4x)
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i dont need to come back
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i wont ever come back
Verse:
It seems with every step i take, im getting close to my grave
And i wish i could change, but a 9 to 5 to me is strain
See me bailing in the rain, sleet, snow, its no thang
And i got what you need, speed, dro to cocaine
Im a scandalous n****, label me desperado
Might not survive tomorrow, living on time thats borrowed
Mama say im so much drama, dont know why im so cold
She said, "Maybe your just like your father, too bold"
Maybe im just like my brother, in there for 25 to life, why
This situation taking me under
This is what it sounds like, when thugs cry
When thugs ride, when the thugs die, die
Although im feeling so much pain dawg, i cant get out the game
Chorus: You cant win, theres something that keep pulling me back mayne
You cant get out the game
(4x)
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i dont need to come back
Maybe i dont want to come back, maybe i wont ever come back