Novel or Nothing

Yeah. From the bottom where them gunshots echo every night. Where dreams get

lost in the sirens. But I made it out. This my story.

Novel or nothing. Yeah. It's novel or nothing. I came from

the struggle. Turned all of my pain in a hustle. Ain't nobody give

me nothing. I had to double. From them East Oak blocks to

the bubble . We was thuggin', but now we touchin' something. Mama crying tears

'cause her son becoming something. From the mud, from the rain, from the trouble.

Yeah. This my life. Novel or nothing. Look, I was born