Striving Artist
By BLKRAW
Hey mama I'm telling you I love you
This some real **** right here im trying to get from the hood to the burbs you
know what I'm talking bout
Hook:
I want to get signed, buy a house for my mama finally have a bank account
with a couple commas, and I'm tried of living life broke as an artist, walking
down the street just another starving artist I want to get pay so I can go and
fix my credit, finally pay with something with a card that isn't debt, it's going
to be a hard road but I know I'll get it ain't no body stoping me from going
where I'm headed
Verse:
Mama I really appreciated the days that I was faded plus you told me I would
make it I believe so I chase it, my feeling can't replace, pops telling me I'll be
nothing but just basic, Face it Chuck Taylor's is what I laced, hustled on the
block so homie that's what i payed with, light bill rent bill **** this the same
****, different hoods and poverty, you ask me we 1 ****, huh now I'm on
like a perfect pitch Something like a Gucci stitch, from the hood so want
snitch, y'all 48 hours so **** dig ya own ditch, on my fifty cent ****, get
Rich die trick, 365 is not enough like a cream puff , dudes in these hoods
walk around like they so tough, until you pull that chrome out, you put it to
they dome watch they **** fall out
Hook:
I want to get signed, buy a house for my mama finally have a bank account
with a couple commas, and I'm tried of living life broke as an artist, walking
down the street just another starving artist I want to get pay so I can go and
fix my credit, finally pay with something with a card that isn't debt, it's going
to be a hard road but I know I'll get it, ain't no body stoping me from going
where I'm headed
Verse 2:
I walk up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should l blast
myself, listening to PAC, it's therapeutic it's self, my brother told me keep
pushing man it's good for your health, my brother die in 98 so he left his
estate, microphone and headphones man this feeling is great,
thinking of my cuzin Mikey man he locked up state these mufu crackers
man, they made a hugh mistake, we need to take it back to trail, so we can
beat this case, I swear to god my **** locked up just based on race,
now all I got is memories, I keep them locked in my safe, a couple faded
picture man, but yet they want get replace ,
we, all waiting on the day, that you could walk though the gates, this a hard
situation, with the time that you face, but aunt Molly telling everybody keep
the faith, so we did now we going all out kid
Hook:
I want to get signed, buy a house for my mama finally have a bank account
with a couple commas, and I'm tried of living life broke as an artist, walking
down the street just another starving artist I want to get pay so I can go and
fix my credit, finally pay with something with a card that isn't debt, it's going
to be a hard road but I know I'll get it ain't no body stoping me from going
where I'm headed x2
