Klose To Da Edge by $treetz Banga Lyrics

[Verse]
He was a young nigga stressin' 'cause his father barely there though
Hurt deep inside he thought nobody cares
So he grew to be a thug with his block on his shoulders
The OGs faded so he had to take it over on the block
But you know, on his hustle, tryna get it (No)
No father, mom workin', tryna make his own livin' (Aw)
No friends 'cause his homies either stuck on lockdown
Or they did and gone passed away, or shot down (Oh)
Now So his life is like "fuck it, why try?"
"Livin' through the struggle when I'm just gon' die"
So he [?] through it
Used to slangin' and bangin' and thuggin' in the bush (Ah)
We could show you from the block
[?] 'cause this is how his life was written
Tired of the blood shit, sick of the bangin'
This ain't the way he wants to live
He got a mission he got himself a kid
Gave up the hustlin' just for the music biz'
[?] the music he into
Expressin' all these emotions; everything in his mental
Bust on instrumentals and killin' every beat
How I know?
'Cause that nigga used to be me (What?)