How I'm Raised

I chase that money every day I wake

Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea

And I just won't stop until my family straight

That's just how I'm raised, amen

And these **** got me fucked up if they don't think I'm grinding

You must be fucked up if you don't see me shinin'

Never ran to the feds and told on my people, I promise

That's just how I'm raised, amen

I done been through hell and back, but know a **** still lurkin'

Hope the Lord watch over me 'cause I'mma need his mercy

And I'mma put this real shit in each one of my verse

That's just how I'm raised

Ain't never snitched or told on my dawg

Ain't never copped a plea to get off

Ain't never testified on no stand

Ain't never point a hand at no man

I done seen gangsta, **** turn stay

Seen some friends who turned into snakes

I ain't never took for granted no days

Start getting money, them ****'ll hate

Pray every day 'cause a young'n do sin

Trap with that 40, don't need 'em a friend

Rack up a millie then do it again

Copped a Ferrari, I call that revenge

Wake up, I'm thankin' the Lord to begin

Kiss my lil' daughter then hop in the Benz

Honour thy mother, be loyal to friends

Aah, I chase that money every day I wake

Oh, I keep my pistol on me, yeah yeah

And I just won't stop until my family straight

That's just how I'm raised, amen

And these **** got me fucked up if they don't think I'm grinding

You must be fucked up if you don't see me shinin'

Never ran to the feds and told on my people, I promise

That's just how I'm raised, amen

I heard them people out there, be cautious

Bitch **** runnin' off like forces

That's the type of shit that get you in a coffin

No talkin', that 4-5 sparkin'

Get money, no sleep, you crazy?

Hear 'em higher but it really don't phase me

Straight cash on the whip, no payments

I make a movie like I know P. Swayze

All of my life I just wanted to ball

Most of my **** still dodging the law

Rest in peace to my homies I lost

Word to my fam, I do it for y'all

Fuck all you pussies, you haters Ru Paul

When you go broke there'll be no one to call

Reason I'm hustlin' hustlin' hard, amen

Only interested if we talkin' money

Clique full of real **** with me and they all one hundred

Now I lay me down to sleep

Thank the Lord for every day I see

Told my mama put it all on me

I chase that money every day I wake

Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea

And I just won't stop until my family straight

That's just how I'm raised, amen

And these **** got me fucked up if they don't think I'm grinding

You must be fucked up if you don't see me shinin'

Never ran to the feds and told on my people, I promise

That's just how I'm raised, amen