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

I'm from that apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that middle building, yeah, they say it me
I'm new to it but me young
Seen it all happen, ain't understand what was
But, all I was the fly kicks, fly shit
Little but still kept a fly bitch
And then it was love in the hood
Knuckle up with ya dog and fuck it, all good

Now, I'm in the crib rippin' up to go to war 'em
Same little niggaz I 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 broke at lunch with 'em
And if mom's left me two singles, then you know
I'm splittin' one with 'em, we cut in the building I lived in
One floor higher, and gettin' higher

Damn, think of age, now we locked up
It was like we was practicin' sports
Went from flippin' on now he flippin' in the box
Locked twenty-three up a day, he in the max
Ain't no back because this life goes on
We was kids care about the rights and wrongs
But, judged us the ghetto loved us
Streets, the only thing that ever something from us

I a couple friends
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 like none of my friends who use to call me
My stayed on punishment, mama found out he hustle and
couple jacks, her plan she thought of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the streets I swore, never
My brother caught a 'cause, I up to do the same

all about my days
This is all about my
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 my life

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

Then, a dropped, O locked for minute
The it never died, I was left to represent it
Took a out his crib his name I aint gon' mention it
Know this hit home, I know this listenin'
we was tighter than brothers where did the love go
I called your mother my mom's dog, I let the show
This was 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 that gear got you all the
I thought you ever cross me dog
If back me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see where we went wrong
I spin through the hood and I see him, I keep it goin'
Now the ghetto lookin' at me I changed
But, I'm still that nigga I'm still the same

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

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