Before I die

I’m a product of my environment hittin licks for early retirement diamonds and gold big face bank rolls. What can I say? This the life I chose? I was locked up when you quit picking up the phone. I heard you died. It made my heart turned cold cause you were the realist always kept it 10 toes when the feds came knocking you led the fifth didn’t fold but now it’s time I let her story be told we were just youngsters wanting Nikes for our feet when it rained at night it gave us nowhere to sleep. Pockets were empty so we taught ourselves to eat, went creeping on the come up through the shadows of the street lights, even when it was cold as hell and you could see the snow in the night time socks were soaked, but we kept stepping with the vision in our mind of how it will be when it all falls in line married to the game addicted to the thug life on my own inspiration ain’t no stopping in my grind when the lights turn on that’s the queue to shine I’mma get it right now before I die