too much pain in the hood

Yeah, I went through depression, back in high school, lost my dog, used to bend in the trenches

I used to be a bandit, I remember when my homie got dropped to the streets

When you said that you just couldn't take it, that I would lose you for good

I've been losing people

No more struggles, I'm living life, I made it out the trenches, when I turned 18

You couldn't make it, but I hate myself

I used to be on the streets like every single day, I remember I was in the trenches, I remember shit, I had a Glock with me

I remember shit, I remember I was trying to make myself out the hood

I lost my homie to the streets, no more love, I remember I lost soldiers to the streets, I remember I had still true love

I remember when I lost love, I remember I couldn't say I love these niggas no more