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Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob
Money, Attitude, Direction, and
real shit
Think my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin'
Thinkin' I've changed, niggaz
Where we go

I'm from that apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that middle building, yeah, say it started me
I'm new to it but consider me
Seen it all happen, understand what was done
But, all I wanted was the fly kicks, fly
Little but still kept a fly bitch
And back it was love in the hood
Knuckle up with ya dog and it, it's all good

Now, I'm in the crib rippin' up to go to war 'em
Same little niggaz I used to steal from the with 'em
I go and get 'em school
Used to take the bus, same train back then we was cool
I bread at lunch with 'em
And if mom's me with two singles, then you know
I'm splittin' one with 'em, we cut school in the building I in
One higher, smokin' and gettin' higher

Damn, of age, now we locked up north
It was like yesterday we was sports
from flippin' on mats now he flippin' in the box
Locked hours up a day, he in the max
Ain't no lookin' back because this life on
We was kids didn't care about the rights and
But, nobody judged us the ghetto us
Streets, the only thing ever took something from us

I lost a couple
But I and prayed that if I make it, Im'a see 'em again
I admit, I was as a child
And my mom's aint none of my friends who use to call me Ismhael
My brother stayed on punishment, mama found out he and
Found couple jacks, her plan she of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the streets I swore, change
My brother caught a 'cause, I came up to do the

It's all my days
This is all my nights
This is all about my
is all about my life

This is all about my
This is all my nights
This is all about my
This is all about my

I got my first work, the age of fourteen
My brother fighting a his bail was fourteen
Me, still hustlin', school not
My clothes started changin', the money showin'
My right hand was every hoe we know
She represent us the ghetto every hood we know, yeah
He put me on on that traffic, the money was average
I aint care I learned how to handle package

Then, a body dropped, O locked for
The squad it died, I was left to represent it
Took a nigga out his crib his I aint gon' mention it
Know hit home, I know this nigga listenin'
'Cause we was tighter brothers where did the love go
I called your mother my mom's dog, I let the love
was supposed to be us
You was supposed to the next verse dog
This was to be us

And, you know I taught you the streets, you to pitch in
I you that gear got you all the bitches
I never thought you cross me dog
If they back me in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see exactly where we went
When I spin the hood and I see him, I keep it goin'
Now the ghetto at me like I changed
But, I'm still that regular I'm still the same

It's all about my
This is all my nights
This is all about my
is all about my life

This is all about my
is all about my nights
This is all about my
This is all my life