[Verse 1: Tiny Boost]

Look at me and see the definition of persevere

Gun smoke cleared, they never thought I'd still be here

I think about them young G's in their eleventh year

No exams, they in that gang and got a reh-teh

Some of your friends about to die, I know you ain't prepared

For the pain from reminiscing on the days you shared

I know what it's like to vent and feel like no one cares

Stood in a room with all your goons and feel like no one's there

If I was you, I'd choose school over that Shiesty mask

I know a lot of murderers that couldn't fight a charge

Got your mum worried when you ain't inside that yard

Slanging all that hard just so you can buy your garms

You keep your friends close but you keep your gun closer

Hugging on your block 'cause you want someone to hold ya

The main ones you trust end up giving info over

Then you die, your mother cries and they don't give no shoulder

Your kids confused but we'll explain it all when they get older

Cah it's their birthday and they wonder why you never show up

Street money slow, now you rapping, tryna blow up

But every drop, your views low, now you wan' pick an O up

[Chorus: Mead]

No, you're not alone

Give it to God to hold

It's the pain that they feed into

Don't let your heart turn cold

Give yourself a chance

Let me take your hand, baby

Together we can walk through the rain

And maybe it'll all wash away

[Verse 2: Tiny Boost]

If you ever made a call and found out your brudda dead, I can relate

Still in disbelief that a bullet sealed his fate

Yeah, I know you wanna fly straight but them get-backs gotta have a date

Dinger whips always got a space, for you to jump in and play your part

Damn, sad to say I'm scarred

Tell these kids, "Stop", before they go way too far

Crying to myself, formed a puddle in my palms

Cleared the brown out the bottle till it's just glass

Peeping round these corners, tryna cheat death

Smile every day but they don't know I've been stressed

Can't wait till Nuttie say he got a week left

They solving cases with a song, what a complete mess

Still ride around with one sleeping in the head

They see my growth, I only look back to see my steps

Nuttin lucky 'bout me, I just believe I'm blessed

[Chorus: Mead]

No, you're not alone

Give it to God to hold

It's the pain that they feed into

Don't let your heart turn cold

Give yourself a chance

Let me take your hand, baby

Together we can walk through the rain

And maybe it'll all wash away

[Outro: Mead]

Just know that I am here to take the ride

'Cause I know it's hard, it'll take a while

It's really time to put your pride aside

This life can really make a gangster cry

Sometimes gangsters cry, cry

Sometimes gangsters cry, cry, cry