What up I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you should of to my crib Fuck it black, no time for back it's done Plus you know you got a son I heard he like you, why don't your lady write you? her she should visit, that's when she got hyper Flip it, talk he acts too rough He didn't he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff I was like yeah, don't care, she a snake too with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got shot in the Jerome s niece, on her way from joes beaches club Plus little rob is drugs all the time Hanging out young thugs that all carry 9's At night time there's more trife than What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are together? If so then hold the fort, now I to the fullest Say up to herb, ice and bullet I left a half a in your commissary You was my nigga when came to shove One what? one
Dear born, you'll be out soon, stay Out in new york the same is going on The crack-heads stalking, is talking Hold, check out the story yesterday I was walking The you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something Word to mother, I him fronting And he be pumping on your Your man gave him glock And now they run together, up son, whatever Since I'm on the I'm a put it to a cease When I heard you a nigga with the ? for a phone piece Whylin' on the island but now ? Better chill 'cause them will put that ass on fire Last time you you said they tried you in the showers I maintain when you come home the corner's On the reels, all crab niggaz know the deal When we start the revolution all they probably do is But chill, see you on the v I I gave your mom dukes loot for ? flicks Your buck whylin' in four Maine he wrote me He might beat his case, 'til he home I play it low key So stay civilized, flies Though incarcerated your (dies) I hate it when your mum It kinda wants to make me murder, for I've even got a and gloves to bust slugs For one
Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the in school text books, bibles, etcetera Fuck a lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be from my projects I my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping A two day stay, you may say I need the alone To my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed something Fucking with the corners have a up in belle vue Or h.d.m., hit numbers from 8 to 10 A future in a maximum pen is grim So I comes back home, nobody's shorty Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call oowops He said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black He so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep coughing when I peeked to watch me speak I sat back like the mack, my army was black We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose I took an l when he passed it, this little Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad I had to school him, him don't let niggas fool him 'cause when the blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one Tough luck when are struck, families fucked up caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen, so heed never bust up If the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my Then froze only the bolder smoke through my nose And told my little man that I'm a go There's some jewels in the skull he can sell if he chose Words of from nas try to rise up above Keep an eye out for jake what One