Trap Soul Diaries

Yeah, I came from the curb with a grin

Still got scars, still let love in

I smile with my hand on my heart

Made a way through the damn hard part

Still gangsta, but I pray when I ride

Got my people and the sun on my side

If they hate, let the bullshit pass

We came up, now we laugh at the past

Mama said keep your chin up,

baby, don't fold

I was selling hope when the nights got cold Block full of

sirens, I still cracked jokes Had a broke phone and a pocket

full of notes Fuck being bitter,

I turned pain into drive

Seen friends switch, still kept my soul alive

Gold in my teeth,

but the love more bright

Street made me tough,

God kept me light

I don't hide from the rain no more

I let it wash my chain

Every loss put a name on me

Every win took the shame

I smile with my hand on my heart

Made a way through the damn hard part

Still gangsta, but I pray when I ride

Got my people and the sun on my side

If they hate, let the bullshit pass

We came up, now we laugh at the past (yeah) (ooh)

New fit clean but my memory stained

Lost a few names to the hunger game

I don't brag just to cover my fear I talk cash,

but I hold folks near Lil' homie laughed when the rent got

paid That shit felt better than a brand new chain Still move

smart when the corner gets loud

Happy as hell, but I don't back

down

I forgive, but I don't forget

Love on my sleeve,

steel in my step

If I fall, I fall forward

Tell my block we ain't done yet

I smile with my hand on my heart

Made a way through the damn hard part

Still gangsta, but I pray when I ride

Got my people and the sun on my side

If they hate, let the bullshit pass

We came up, now we laugh at the past

We laugh at the past (yeah)