And it's hard to keep yo' eye on the prize

When you come out the trenches

where niggas they don't survive

Will I get a mil' and put on for the team?

Will I see 18 and get to live out my dreams?

I'm startin' to think I think too much

But my mama, she think I don't think enough

But I'm startin' to think that I think too much

But my mama believe I don't think enough

Aye, aye

Young nigga and I come straight out the bottom

Where the younger niggas pistol poppin'

And that's how we solve all they problems

And it kinda make me wonder "Will a nigga fall a victim? "

My brother hit for a chicken, I think somebody gon' kill him

I think it's best I give him this

choppa while I tote a 30 rounds

I don't pull over for coppers, I know how it's goin' down

Won't shoot me with my hands up

'Cause I'm young, black, and handsome and in this Phantom

Tryna get my bands up

Beast while in the streets but I'm still my grandma grandson

No remorse for me so I gotta keep my pants up

Beast while in the streets but I'm still my grandma grandson

No remorse for me so I gotta keep my pants up

It be hard to keep yo' eye on the prize

When you come from the trenches

where niggas they don't survive

Will I get a mil' and put on for the team?

Will I see 18 and get to live out my dreams?

I'm startin' to think I think too much

But my mama, she think I don't think enough

But I'm startin' to think that I think too much

But my mama, she think I don't think enough

Aye, aye

I don't think enough

Sometimes it feel like nobody understand me

I'm tryna get moms a Bentley and get a mansion for granny

I got bigger problems than you bitch

I'm tryna feed my family

Everybody get mad, they can't get a piece of the candy

Can't make everybody happy

they feel like I'm doin' 'em dirt

Was sippin' lean and smokin' purp

just tryna calm down my nerves

Everyday somebody else face end up on a shirt

So the shit won't work, I think I need to go to church

Instead I'm thuggin' and robbin'

and hangin' with all of the goblins

Mama said go to school but I was hangin' in the projects

Can't think in math class 'cause ain't no money in my wallet

Can't even go to lunch 'cause ain't no crunch in my pocket

And it's hard to keep yo' eye on the prize

When you come from the trenches

where niggas they don't survive

Will I get a mil' and put on for the team?

Will I see 18 and get to live out my dreams?

I'm startin' to think I think too much

But my mama, she think I don't think enough

But I'm startin' to think that I think too much

My mama, she think I don't think enough

Aye