Shitted on, ran it (I did it all)
I sold dope, watch fiends crave for 'em watching me put the stash in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!) Walkie-talk to niggas the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter up blocks some of the winter Kerosene by feet, takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunchmeat Four days no Z's, from the first to the End of the month to to get sleep, I bagged up 2's Aggravated by motherfuckers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man) Took outta town trips, two in a son of a bitch NARCs run in shit (who dis?) I know about dope, my man Lou to the coke Pumping over there off of Any nigga who don't know about I hit ya with the Iron Mike "That's Ludicrous" Shittin in the tub, pissing in the tub, Hepititis B inflicted in a I know about that shit right Hey yo, I about that shit right there
Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Y'all niggas tell me shit Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the goin' to tell me shit? Dope, Jobs, Homeless...
I don't had jobs man yelling at the top of his lungs about a fuckin Fat Burger! We damn near fired, restaurant who can't manage shit out retired, I'm talking about blacks You work all for Boo, and one day your man Boo just collapse Bricks, houses, A bitch who drops her drawls for a nigger who can floss Five twenty five can your mouth leak and on top of that shit You get a every week You a week in the hole, with thirty motherfuckers on pay roll You when they want you to Equal opportunity? Nigga right, suburban community check stubs always hella My shit looking this I got a bitch a and I need a place to piss Pissed off at time 'cause I was skipped That's when trice start cockin' back his shit (fuck this)
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Y'all niggas tell me shit Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the fuck gonna tell me
I done been homeless, no to sleep don't wanna hear it no place to eat Pass out on my mans couch for a week Till he get fed up and kick a nigga to the (Get the fuck outta here, dogg!) out from cold, freezin' my toes Snow fuckin my boots, my Tims froze Face turnin blue, cars ridin by with the little on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at man) over folks, and they don't wanna see ya Baby momma new nigga with a Visa Sleepin in cars, abandoned While the rats eat the wires you be and shit (Please, Lord, please!) Close to Wishin for heat, like if only I came up in California Plottin on a (?), like stickin your Damn, you he got at least a grand in his pants Face lookin old, despite the fact your only 20 old Stuck in the drippin profusely Taking the alley route so my ex-cutie notice me
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the fuck to tell me shit Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Y'all can't tell me shit Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Who the fuck gonna tell me Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Motherfucker, I did it all
Yeah! Shit is out there, yeah
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