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trevion alexander - the most emotional freestyle/rap ever must watch!!! lyrics

im ’bouta explode
so close to losin hope
so close to transitioning back in to sellin dope
closer to my last breath than the one i just took
this ain’t just a rap even tho thats the way it may look
i need some support tired of slepping on mama couch
everyday i think she that much closer to kickin me out
i work a job and they dont pay me that much
seven sixty five hours will put gas in my car and pay for my lunch
i been needin your help forever so tell me whats up
some gotta give even if you can’t gimme that much
i am sittin here thinkin bout loadin it up and lettin it bang around inside of the corner store while im holdin it up
my people askin me whats wrong but i dont tell them too much
cuz deep down they been know my struggle but dont give a f-ck
i face up to the sky askin my savior whats up
but my head drop my homie hurt im holdin it up
gon smoke them over the phone call away from rollin it up
but ydon’t curse so i dont see why this told you so much
industry contacts can promise him to blow my sh-t up
they got the resources so i’ont see whats holdin em up
yea god bless me with a d if i know my soul has been touched
but i feel like john from the bible cuz i suffer so much
wanna go’out in the streets i never cliam to be tough
but it was what you want slidin heavy f-ckin sh-t up
bottled emtion i ain’t wit all that open em up
you close-minded to one and the bullets open em up
to see my body in the casket mama soul to be crushed
and my daddy too so to avoid that i wrote this one for us
but when my time to shine come ima be bold as that truck
on the highway they switchin lanes cuz its don mean to betouched
a hockey a little h-rny y’all gon crawl on my crush
toby flipped over he jus smokin this stuff

alabama prosecutors time ill chainin me up
rappin my p-ssion but i been thinkin bout hangin it up
three hunnid dollars to my name from this lil show i jus done
voted top wit underdogs these other homies is bumps
if i am the best you ever heard why’d you servin me crumbs
hood f-cked up seen the homie mama servin their son
i pray and stay out the way i know a blessin gon come
st.louis wicked dont ever ask why im totin a gun
cuz a p-ssy gon shoot you down if he got access to one
gun me down and im like the president an army gon come
oh gee told my mama she was gon look out for a son
cuz in life is about where you goin not where you from
stay down and keep grindin we almost outta the slums
but people hate so their process gon happen badly jus so
f-ck the street light i go in house when i see the sun
close encounters wit their plenty so i dun ever run
prayin for hill a generation gettin played to the left
see i got enemies who cloud on my hill
soon it won’t be nothin left whats comin next and by no time for yourself
the system set for you to down and sit dont wan you flyin on jess
i am fightin hard for what i wanna protect
make good decision but look out for yourself
dont do the same mr.wrestlin the world cryin callin out for your help
he make some changes they gon mark you for death
good god i pray for your health

no bother too many i stay to myself
father issa selfish to pray for myself
my life has not been the best
expose my problem becuz i need some help
and the pain is deep so i battle myself i be attackin myself
people told me i would be dead in jail
try weed in the solvent but that din heal
but it was all jus test can’t control they dont take all on yourself
and a pain harm you but i kept to myself
i be prayin for help

- trevion alexander lyrics

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