Raised by Chaos

Yeah…

I ain’t choose this life, it carved me out itself…

Raised by wolves in a broken city…

Born where the sirens sang louder than prayers,

Mama disappeared, left dust in the air.

Big Homie in the kitchen with the mask and a Wesson,

Every damn night smelled gun smoke and crime threats.

Learned how to move with a blade in my jeans,

‘Cause the block taught lessons you don’t learn in your teens.

Saw a man bleed out right next to the swing set—

Childhood died before I even really lived yet.

They said “survive,” so I grew me a cold heart,

Vultures outside picking bones when the sun starts.

Didn’t know peace, only whispers of violence,

Raised by chaos, born from broken silence.

I was raised by chaos, killers in the shadows,

Dealers in the alleys, turning boys into phantoms.

Learned to keep my hands up, trust nobody’s promise—

A product of the block where the truth stays lawless.

Raised by chaos… yeah, raised by chaos…

If you ain’t from here you don’t know what that cost.

Grew up watching demons tuck dope in they shoes,

My role models bled out on the nightly news.

Saw a man beat death ‘cause he owed the wrong dude—

Had to step over blood stains on my way to school.

Grandma tried her best but the streets raised me,

Held me by the throat like “you gon’ be what we made, G.”

I ain’t wanna be hard, shit, I just wanted normal,

But normal ain’t a word in a house full of turmoil.

Had a Glock pointed at me before I hit thirteen,

Numb became comfort, fear turned routine.

So I built a persona just to keep me alive—

A boy died young, but the monster survived.

I was raised by chaos, killers in the shadows,

Dealers in the alleys, turning boys into phantoms.

Learned to keep my hands up, trust nobody’s promise—

A product of the block where the truth stays lawless.

Raised by chaos… yeah, raised by chaos…

If you ain’t from here you don’t know what that cost.

Everything I am came from ruin and wreckage,

Sharp edges, cold lessons, pain that never lessens.

I ain’t proud of my roots but I’ll never deny ‘em,

Chaos raised me—now I stand right beside him.

I ain’t ask for this path but it built who I am,

From the alleys to the ashes, from a boy to a man.

Chaos in my blood, still I fight every day—

Tryna break from the streets but they don’t fade away