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

I'm from that apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that building, yeah, they say it started me
I'm new to it but consider me
Seen it all happen, ain't understand was done
But, all I wanted was the fly kicks, fly
Little nigga but still kept a fly
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 I used to steal from the store with 'em
I go and get 'em school
Used to take the same bus, train back then we was cool
I bread at lunch with 'em
And if mom's left me two singles, then you know
I'm splittin' one with 'em, we cut school in the I lived in
One higher, smokin' and gettin' higher

Damn, think of age, now we locked up
It was like we was practicin' sports
Went from on mats now he flippin' in the box
Locked twenty-three up a day, he in the max
Ain't no lookin' back because this life on
We was kids care about the rights and wrongs
But, nobody judged us the ghetto us
Streets, the thing that ever took something from us

I a couple friends
But I promised and prayed if I make it, Im'a see 'em again
I admit, I was as a child
And my mom's aint like none of my friends who use to me Ismhael
My brother stayed on punishment, found out he hustle and
couple jacks, her plan she thought of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the I swore, never 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 my days
This is all my nights
is all about my pain
This is all about my

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

Then, a body dropped, O locked for
The it never died, I was left to represent it
Took a nigga out his crib his name I aint gon' 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 show
was supposed to be us
You was supposed to have the verse dog
This was to be us

And, you I taught you the streets, taught you to pitch in
I gave you gear got you all the bitches
I thought you ever cross me dog
If they me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see exactly where we went
When I spin through the hood and I see him, I it goin'
Now the lookin' at me like I changed
But, I'm still regular nigga I'm still the same

It's all my days
This is all about my
is all about my pain
This is all about my

is all about my days
This is all about my
is all about my pain
This is all my life