I Been Tryin

Everything gon' be alright

I heard that too many times

Sitting by the river praying

Hoping for some better days

It's like all I see is imposters

So I close my eyes

It's kinda hard for me to separate

The real and fake

The trenches treacherous

I'm grinding hard so I can shine

Just like this necklace

Late night we gon' ride out

With them rods

To leave them catching fish

This ain't no time for no lies

Now on my own

I had to make sense

I hustle hard for the guys

Now back at home they feel this shit

The code to the streets

It's like my heart so cold

Sound frozen to me

One thing for sure

10 toes

Ain't no hoe up in me

Lil homie went from sellin' dope

To kickin' doors with his feet

Stick to the code of the streets

Whatchu know 'bout grinding hard for your family

I gotta make sure my family eat

I gotta hustle for my family tree

Mmm

Whatchu know 'bout grinding hard for your family

I gotta make sure my family eat

I gotta hustle for my family tree

Yeah

I just left Chase bank

Opened an account for my son

Then my lil brother went to jail

Made a withdraw for his bond

Gotta make sure lil J straight

'Cause he can't hustle on the run

I got too much on my plate sometimes

I wanna run

Just run away from all of this

I lock up in the studio

I swear I put my all in this

My phone I just stare

I don't even wanna call my bitch

I ain't been home in days

Steady fighting all day with my bitch

Steady getting on my nerves

I'm steady tryna get us rich

Long nights and long days

I do this for my family n shit

He stuck up in his ways

He go days without talkin' n shit

But you know I'm a good ****

And I got a good heart n shit

And I done dealt with so much pain

They done stepped all on my heart n shit

I'm a steppa with a steppa

Behind you I go to war n shit

AVA 4KTrey

You know this some family shit

Everything gon' be alright

I heard that too many times

Sitting by the river praying

Hoping for some better days

It's like all I see is imposters

So I close my eyes

It's kinda hard for me to separate

The real and fake

The trenches treacherous

I'm grinding hard so I can shine

Just like this necklace

Late night we gon' ride out

With them rods

To leave them catching fish

This ain't no time for no lies

Now on my own

I had to make sense

I hustle hard for the guys

Now back at home they feel this shit

The code to the streets

It's like my heart so cold

Sound frozen to me

One thing for sure

10 toes

Ain't no hoe up in me

Lil homie went from sellin' dope

To kickin' doors with his feet

Stick to the code of the streets

Whatchu know 'bout grinding hard for your family

I gotta make sure my family eat

I gotta hustle for my family tree

Mmm

Whatchu know 'bout grinding hard for your family

I gotta make sure my family eat

I gotta hustle for my family tree

Yeah