Ain’t no way out this sh*t Only way is through it Pressure season, Kan9ine [Hook] Dead end, I ain’t turnin’ ‘round, I’m goin’ through it Opps lurkin’, Glocky on my hip, I speak it fluent Fake love, snake vibes, I had to lose it Ain’t no exit out this life, so I abuse it Dead end, all this pain made me a shooter Ain’t no peace signs, only Rugers in the Uber Dead friends, had to learn to move like a mover If I make it out this trap, I’m bringin’ my crew up [Verse 1] Posted on the block, dreams died in the gutter Seen a homie switch, turn fed on his brother Heart cold, I don’t even feel the rain no more Lost hope, I don’t even feel the pain no more Duct tape on the clip, silence on my rage Judge threw a number, homie rottin’ in a cage Mama said pray, but I’m stuck in my ways Only thing I