Lil' Rob, It's fucked up, man All these wanna be grown up Gangsta, gangsta and all that shit Yo, I'll be honest you, man You smoke marijuana dogg but that's it better to cut loose, eh, you know
Chamacos on the calle la vida loca Eleven old experimenting with drogas a little weed, snort a little coca I'll just try it one time, homey, to see que It's so and you get so addicted Becomes a habbit, they have it and then can't kick it There's nothing about being a druggy I know a lot of fucked up, became a junkie
Used to dress clean started kinda bummy Do what say you can learn a lot from a dummy You get up in it like a mummy Next thing you know you're in your purse stealing the money And you got it so bad, if you got it you go mad Won't until you get a toetag Somebody please give me just a minute, To let know that there ain't no future in it, homey
We to get all fucked up, you know homes (There ain't no in it, homey) We do till were all sucked up, you know homes (There no future in it, homey) I smoke weed it grows from the seed but the other shit (There no future in it) As if it you scratch and bleed, twitch and shit (Homey, I fucking with it)
Hey, homes just Mrs. Jones We both that it's wrong but it's much too strong to let it go Some do, don't The that do are fucked, always end up stuck in a rut In love with the Do sick shit for a fix, too many good people up in that mix They scratch and they twitch, they stand and sit But they sit still the drugs the chill pill
They do what do and I'll let 'em be 'Cause in reality they ain't me Even is kinda fucked up to see I can only feel that that isn't me But you know it coulda have easily It's not like it wasn't around all over the People looking for the drogas, their head on the Another another body was found
We like to get all up, you know homes (There ain't no in it homey) We do drugs till were all sucked up, you know (There no future in it homey) I smoke weed it grows from the seed but the other shit (There ain't no in it) As if it makes you scratch and bleed, and shit (Homey, I ain't fucking it)
I dont have to prove to you I been through letting you know what I seen and what I've been into We'd go out, we'd late till the day breaks be in Cisco drinking and huffing spray paint Sparking it up, the spray plate Getting fucked up till we see straight Hit the calles to go some havoc And go gang in my homeboy's Maverick
I bumping some ace fly My cuete's and so am I And you could tell by the look in my That I ain't a fuck, homeboy, we live to die But that was a thing to do at the time Get together, get and go pull some crimes But the truth is you got a fucked up Bet, you are gonna get a fucked up check
We to get all fucked up, you know homes (There no future in it, homey) We do drugs till were all sucked up, you homes (There no future in it, homey) I smoke weed cause it grows from the but the other shit (There ain't no in it) As if it you scratch and bleed, twitch and shit (Homey, I ain't with it)
ain't no future in it, homey There no future in it, homey ain't no future in it Homey, I ain't with it