221 Blu - Nobody (feat. Mark Goble)

I was struggling, classes had me suffering
Block was steady calling, cuz cash was steady ducking me
Everyday I was hustling, pushing my lil bucket and
Applying to positions but leaving them spots with nothing
Hanging out with my cousin discussing my daily struggles
He coaching me on the game I was focused on what I wasn't
Copping quarters started flipping off packs to get them duckets
But slow money ain't working my attitude was like fuck it
Thirsty for a come up, conscience I ain't a killer though
It's licks all around me, Too chill to hit'em though
Homie in my class was moving weight plus getting dough
Spidey senses said he a narc, ain't fucking wit him Joe
Semester ending I'm dreading the grades I'm gettin so
I'm looking for a means to end all of my days of living broke
Sold my homie bullets, ain't get a chance to spit'em though
3 Weeks later spilling liquor to remember so

Pressure building I feel it, these days are killing me
Concealing every feeling, not good, but I pretend to be
Dicking down this chick in the burbs her life was different see
Those minutes in the sheets were peace to lift my spirits G
Searching for a remedy, all my friends in college
I'm dropping out and I know it, with no chance to get this cheese
Cousin shot at his crib and now I'm slipping
Into this criminal world, he don't live then I'm in it deep
Despite my good sense, the blueprint ain't meant for me
My cousin on the mend so I enlisted to live in green
Military only people that I saw hiring
Decided to leave before I fell to the city scene
I did my time and finally graduated with honors
Brought the hustle from Chicago and added on a diploma
Started my own biz, doubled my net last summer
They wondering how I did it and who I followed or modeled tell'em

Written by:
MARK GOBLE

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