[Intro]
Uh!!
Bambino, Survive
Woah, shit (x2)
It's a riot

[Verse]
You've seen a n***a, unarmed
I've seen a n***a impaled
I've seen families in pain
Momma's with mental strains
Only thing my generation cares about are gold chains
I wanna make stacks, move forward and never look back
Once glance at the streets, I'll end up in a bag, man
Like Friday morning trash
I see shit that happens in the movies in my fucken streets
N***as bodybagged every other week like I'm doing on this beat
It's a one way road, I never look back
I carry everybody's expectations on my back
They told me that I'll never make out the hood, just because I'm black
I'm a sucker for pain, eat a jellyfish in a cage
I haven't shown my potential, you don't wanna to see me rage
I know that my flow is tighter than your bitch's pussy
I'm rough on these bars like a chocolate chip cookie

[Hook]
I've seen a n***a, de-armed
I've seen a n***a impaled
I've seen families in pain
Momma's with mental strains
I've seen a n***a, de-armed
I've seen a n***a impaled
I've seen families in pain
Momma's with mental strains
I've seen a n***a, de-armed
I've seen a n***a impaled
I've seen families in pain
Momma's with mental strains
I've seen a n***a, de-armed
I've seen a n***a impaled
I've seen families in pain
Momma's with mental strains
[Outro]
"Violence, death, misery are things that exist in our generation. It happens almost everyday to anyone. Close friends and family become casualties that are lost. Ain't nobody can tell you that you can't be something just because you're from a certain area. Be safe, be you, headstrong and Survive
Woah, shit"