This is I want you to do, right? Take your off ground is holy, I understand that
Give me strength Lord, me strength, give me strength Give me strength
My choice was the streets, came natural to me So I'm fishin', trouble I'm out some shots from the doctor's gun Got me trapped in this world under this and sun
Shit ain't fun or funny, a smile, it's 'bout collectin' money I'm tryin' to take better care of my body quarter Doctor say drink more but Bacardi got you bent in this bitch sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' house shit
Seven years of in the game me one of the smallest predictors on this Georgia plain In the fields, in the hills, never picked no It's the nigga wit golden trigga
I'm seein' planes in the sky at night like UFO's, think they transportin' dem kilo's The cartel has swelled out of proportion On the everyday we indorsin'
The street is my life, scratchin' to stay on top I'm rappin' it for my block, You have some game in yo' veins You learn this southern slang
That's right, East Point to Southwest Southwest to East Point, know what it is on in
I'm hearin' rumors about yo' clique gone do I stepped up it was cool and confronted his crew I said, "Now which one of suppose to take me to school?" If you see a nigga, nigga take his shoes
I'm East Point, Atlanta, we don't fight by rules You don't know Cool Breeze or lil' Calhoun In this place, the dirty south, we'll hit ya for a you dreams, nice things and it be a box of bricks
Most haters, imitators, think know Cool Breeze Ain't jack but a rat on my East cheese I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop trees? You nothin' but a lame these EPV's
All my enemies who don't know what jumped in If the doctor came once, he'll come through again And when and he ask me where everybody is They believe in your return so they ran for the hills
And I got that same pain in my chest My prescription stress, no and wear a Teflon vest And niggas still try and test Don't even know me or these plains Boy these are holy