through the day

Cops is firing, niggas is dying
And for the ones tryna make it out, please keep trying
Cause niggas out here die for no reason, its killer season
Kids dying, somebodys son, daughter, nephew, and nieces
R.I.P big bro, I swear I miss you man
I wish I was right up there hanging with you man
In the hood theres no hope, them crackers take us for jokes
They laugh at us, when we successful they mad at us
Crack fiends in the hood with bad habits
And cops passing always tryna stop and harass us
Liquor stores on the corner, they tryna line us
Go to white neighborhoods, you hardly find one
Its a cold world, thats why we hold heat
Either your pops in jail, dead, or a deadbeat
We gotta eat by any means necessary
Cause niggas hustle from February to February
And aint no telling how many niggas in cemeteries
It hurt to see my brothers name on that obituary
They tryna bring us down but fuck em, we aint breaking
And for my brother, I promised that nigga that Ima make it
Im just tryna make it through the day
And I just wanna get away
So Ima inhale until Im out of breath
And Ima drink this bottle til its nothing left
It really hurt me when they killed my brother
He was only 20 when they took his life from him
I was 17, I was happy with a dream
But when he died I realized life aint really what it seems
Its a cold world, so fuck it Im a cold girl
And Im screaming fuck the whole world
Cause life took that one person that meant most to me
Other half, he was close to me
I want him close to me
Now he a ghost to me
I feel like theres no hope for me
Thats why I keep that toast with me
Cock it back and pop a nigga close to me
Cause I dont trust nobody
I think i need some damn help
I cant trust niggas , I dont trust my damn self
And thats why my brother dead, because he trust niggas
He fucked around and trusted a fuck nigga
Im just tryna make it through the day
And I just wanna get away
So Ima inhale until Im out of breath
And Ima drink this bottle til its nothing left
Im stressing, anxiety and depression
I carry a lot of anger, a lot of hate and agression
Im lost, and Im just tryna find my way home, how
In a world full of people I feel alone after
Almost losing a sister I lost a brother and
Never having a father, only a mother
My sister was one pound and twelve ounces, premature
You heard? one pound, not three or four
But she survived and thats a blessing in disguise
We prayed and we had faith, I guess hope is still alive
And now shes in middle school, you see how time flies?
Just to see her graduate is a feeling I cant describe
She aint really know her brother, he passed when she was five
She was three when she last saw him alive
And Im just happy that she aint gotta ever live with that pain
Shit, I be ready to cry hearing his name man
Im just tryna make it through the day
And I just wanna get away
So Ima inhale until Im out of breath
And Ima drink this bottle til its nothing left
Dear lord I know Im sinning but
Its hard to change the way Im living
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
I gotta get it
Im just tryna make it through the day
And I just wanna get away
So Ima inhale until Im out of breath
And Ima drink this bottle til its nothing left
Dear lord I know Im sinning but
Its hard to change the way Im living
I gotta get it , I gotta get it
Oh I gotta get it