Ace Hood How I'm Raised Lyrics

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Ace Hood

I chase that money every day I wake
Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea
And I just won’t stop until my family straight
That’s just how I’m raised, amen
And these *****s got me ****ed up
If they don’t think I’m grinding
Dude you must be ****ed up
If you don’t see me shinin'
Never ran to the feds
And told on my people, I promise
That’s just how I’m raised, amen

I done been through hell and back
But know a ***** still lurkin'
Hope the Lord watch over me
'Cause I’mma need his mercy
And I’mma put this real ****
In each one of my verses
That’s just how I’m raised
Ain’t never snitched or told on my dawg
Ain’t never copped a plea to get off
Ain’t never testified on no stand
Ain’t never point a hand at no man
I done seen gangstas, *****s turn stay
Seen some friends who turned into snakes
I ain’t never took for granted no days
Start getting money, them *****s'll hate
Pray every day 'cause a young'n do sin
Trap with that 40, don’t need 'em a friend
Rack up a millie then do it again
Copped a Ferrari, I call that revenge
Wake up, I’m thankin' the Lord to begin
Kiss my lil' daughter then hop in the Benz
Honor thy mother, be loyal to friends

I chase that money every day I wake
Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea
And I just won’t stop until my family straight
That’s just how I’m raised, amen
And these *****s got me ****ed up
If they don’t think I’m grinding
Dude you must be ****ed up
If you don’t see me shinin'
Never ran to the feds
And told on my people, I promise
That’s just how I’m raised, amen

I heard them people out there, be cautious
***** *****s runnin' off like forces
That’s the type of **** that get you in a coffin
No talkin', that 4-5 sparkin'
Get money, no sleep, you crazy?
Hear 'em higher but it really don’t phase me
Straight cash on the whip, no payments
I make a movie like I know P. Swayze
All of my life I just wanted to ball
Most of my *****s still dodging the law
Rest in peace to my homies I lost
Word to my fam, I do it for y'all
**** all you pussies, you haters Ru Paul
When you go broke there’ll be no one to call
Reason I'm hustlin' hustlin' hard, amen
Only interested if we talkin' money
Clique full of real *****s with me and they all 100
Now I lay me down to sleep
Thank the Lord for every day I see
Told my mama put it all on me

I chase that money every day I wake
Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea
And I just won’t stop until my family straight
That’s just how I’m raised, amen
And these *****s got me ****ed up
If they don’t think I’m grinding
Dude you must be ****ed up
If you don’t see me shinin'
Never ran to the feds
And told on my people, I promise
That’s just how I’m raised, amen
Trials & Tribulations Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Testimony
  • 2 Trials & Tribulations
  • 3 Another Statistic
  • 4 Before the Rollie
  • 5 We Outchea
  • 6 We Them Niggas
  • 7 The Come Up
  • 8 Rider
  • 9 Hope
  • 10 Pray For Me
  • 11 Bugatti
  • 12 How I'm Raised
  • 13 My Bible
  • 14 Mama
  • 15 Bugatti (remix)
  • 16 Fuck da World
  • 17 Have Mercy
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