Tryna Make It Through by Tiwop

Intro

Yeah, Kensington Ave, Philly

You don’t know till you walk his shoes

Story of Little Bo

Chorus

Fifteen years old, sleepin’ out in the cold

Little Bo on the Ave, watch his story unfold

Life took a dive, now he’s chasin’ a high

Tryna make it through the night, barely gettin’ by

Post-Chorus

Tryna make it through

Uh, tryna make it through

Verse 2

Mom split quick, pops broke, home full of fury

Missin’ meals, school calls stopped, absent in a hurry

Grandma passed, whole world crashed, wind up in shelters

Met an older dude, free pills, said they’d help him

First it was blues, now it’s white in a bag

Fentanyl dirty—bodies layin’ in the trash

Bo’s skinny as a rake, shiverin’ in his hoodie

Dreams all cracked up, prayin’ for somebody

Pre-Chorus

Streets ain’t got warmth, truth’s colder than stone

Ain’t no handouts, just gettin’ left alone

One day at a time, heart made of steel

Reality cut deep, can you tell me it’s real?

Chorus

Fifteen years old, sleepin’ out in the cold

Little Bo on the Ave, watch his story unfold

Life took a dive, now he’s chasin’ a high

Tryna make it through the night, barely gettin’ by

Post-Chorus

Tryna make it through

Uh, tryna make it through

Verse 3

Bo’s block hot, fiends pacing like ghosts in the snow

Ambulance sirens got his nerves shot, moving real slow

Bag tied in his sock, dreams stuffed in his coat

Saw his boy OD, blue face—ain’t no hope

Mouth dry, stomach twisted, luck’s all spent

Schoolyard junkie, now he’s ducking under tents

Cops slide by, no eye, nobody asks why

Just another lost kid, another mother gotta cry

Feature: Reese D

Yo, I seen Bo when he was hoopin’ at the playground

Now the racks in his jeans all pills, not a safe sound

We tried to save him, but the Ave swallow souls

You choose to run or freeze up in the cold

He ain’t bad—he’s broke, hungry, tired, alone

One wrong turn, sh*t, you could lose your home

Don’t judge a jawn till you hear the whole thing

Kensington Ave, pain, nah, that’s not a game

Chorus

Fifteen years old, sleepin’ out in the cold

Little Bo on the Ave, watch his story unfold

Life took a dive, now he’s chasin’ a high

Tryna make it through the night, barely gettin’ by

Post-Chorus

Tryna make it through

Uh, tryna make it through

Verse 4

Cracked sneakers, frostbite creeping up in his toes

Every dollar panhandled just gets blown up his nose

Asked his baby sister’s foster ma for a place to spend the night

Got the door slammed, heard her curse his name under the light

Cardboard kept him dry when the rain bled through

Told himself he’d stop—man, the hunger just grew

His mind drifts to memories of kitchens filled with food

Now he’s posted by the tracks watchin’ trains roll through

Pre-Chorus

Ain’t no mercy round here, just concrete and lies

He sees his own ghost stare back when he closes his eyes

Prayin’ for a ticket out, hope lost in the veins

Dreams lost quick when you living with pain

Chorus

Fifteen years old, sleepin’ out in the cold

Little Bo on the Ave, watch his story unfold

Life took a dive, now he’s chasin’ a high

Tryna make it through the night, barely gettin’ by

Post-Chorus

Tryna make it through

Uh, tryna make it through