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Someday

  1. [Verse 1]
  2. Ayo, fuck that waitin', I’m chasin’ dreams raw,
  3. Used to post on the block, dodgin’ ops and the law.
  4. Blood on my kicks, man, this grind ain't sweet,
  5. Gotta keep it on me 'cause these streets don't sleep.
  6.  
  7. ("Ayy, keep it tight!")
  8. Pain in my chest, but the hustle don’t fade,
  9. Stackin’ up the paper just to throw it in they face.
  10. Someday, maybe, I’ll leave this trap,
  11. Til then, I’m posted, where my killers at? (What’s good?)
  12.  
  13. [Pre Chorus]
  14. I keep pushin', got my Glock on guard, (Boom, boom!)
  15. Countin’ racks while I’m chillin’ in a tinted car.
  16. Every day’s a war, yeah, the grind’s so real,
  17. Prayin’ that my demons don’t test my steel. (Brrt!)
  18.  
  19. [Chorus]
  20. Someday, I’ll be up, fuck the ones who hate,
  21. Big bankroll, blowin' gas out the Wraith.
  22. Someday, we gon’ own this game,
  23. Til then, we outside screamin’, “Fuck your lane!”
  24.  
  25. ("On God!")
  26.  
  27. [Verse 2]
  28. Lost a few homies, yeah, the shit still burns,
  29. Roll a blunt for my dogs, let the ashes turn. (Rest in peace!)
  30. Told my girl, “Don’t trip, I’m just out here grindin’,”
  31. But these streets take souls, it’s a fucked up timing.
  32.  
  33. Money, power, that’s the shit I crave,
  34. Every dollar that I touch, put a rose on graves. (Facts!)
  35. Someday, maybe, I’ll find my peace,
  36. But tonight we slide, let the Draco speak. (Brrt, brrt!)
  37.  
  38. [Bridge/Rap Section]
  39. I’m a product of the block, raised by the struggle, (Woo!)
  40. All this weight on my chest, turn pain into muscle.
  41. Fuck the system, they ain’t built for us, (Nah!)
  42. But we stay ten toes, never losin’ trust. (On gang!)
  43.  
  44. "Someday" sound nice, but I live for today,
  45. Take a shot of Henny, blow the smoke they way. (Pour it up!)
  46. Ain’t no fairy tales here, this that thug’s ambition,
  47. Either rise or you fall, I ain’t ask permission.
  48.  
  49. ("Ayy, let’s go!")
  50.  
  51. [Chorus]
  52. Someday, I’ll be up, fuck the ones who hate, (Fuck y’all!)
  53. Big bankroll, blowin' gas out the Wraith. (Skrrt!)
  54. Someday, we gon’ own this game,
  55. Til then, we outside screamin’, “Fuck your lane!”
  56.  
  57. ("Gang, gang!")
  58.  
  59. [Outro]
  60. Yeah, someday, I’ll rise, put the hood on top, (Facts!)
  61. But for now, I’m ridin’ with my set nonstop.
  62. Guitar strings cry as the streets turn gray,
  63. But I’m still here, bitch, this is my someday. (Ayy!)
  64.  
  65. ("On the real!")

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