Lil' Rob, kinda fucked up, man All kids wanna be grown up Gangsta, gangsta and all that kinda Yo, be honest with you, man You marijuana dogg but that's about it It's better to cut loose, eh, you
Chamacos on the calle living la loca Eleven years old experimenting drogas a little weed, snort a little coca I'll just try it one time, homey, to see que so addictive and you get so addicted Becomes a habbit, they have it and then can't kick it There's nothing funny about being a I know a lot of people up, became a junkie
to dress clean started looking kinda bummy Do they say you can learn a lot from a dummy You get wrapped up in it like a Next thing you know you're in hefa's purse stealing the money And you got it so bad, if you got it you go mad Won't stop you get a toetag Somebody please give me a minute, homey To let them that there ain't no future in it, homey
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 'cause it from the seed 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)
Hey, just like Mrs. Jones We both that it's wrong but it's much too strong to let it go Some do, some The one's do are fucked, always end up stuck in a rut In with the drug Do sick for a fix, too many good people ended up in that mix They scratch and they twitch, stand and they sit But they can't sit still the drugs the pill
They do what they do and let 'em be 'Cause in reality ain't bothering me Even though is kinda up to see I can only feel lucky that isn't me But you know it coulda easily been It's not it wasn't around all over the town looking for the drogas, their head on the ground Another another body was found
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 ain't no in it homey) I smoke weed 'cause it grows from the but the other shit (There no future in it) As if it makes you scratch and bleed, and shit (Homey, I ain't fucking it)
I dont to prove to you what 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 We'd be in drinking and huffing spray paint Sparking it up, pointin' the spray Getting fucked up till we see straight Hit the calles to go start some And go gang in my homeboy's Maverick
I remember some ace fly My loaded 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 just a to do at the time Get together, get high and go pull crimes But the is you got a fucked up mentality Bet, you are gonna get a fucked up check
We like to get all fucked up, you homes (There ain't no 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 seed but the shit (There no future in it) As if it makes you and bleed, twitch and shit (Homey, I ain't with it)
There ain't no future in it, There ain't no in it, homey There ain't no in it Homey, I ain't with it