so depressin', uh Be the realest shit I ever (Money and cars, bitches) Is Real Part 2 (Drugs) day (Society you know?) See it's like to walk in my shoes It all fun and games (You heard?)
Yo, yo, I'm sick and tired of stressin', every a different lesson I'm free-fallin', leave this deep depression My son Joey slow, my mom's got cancer in her throat My big brother sniffin' Let me know how many motherfucker wanna be like me Screamed at and like shit by your wifey
This hot bitch be sweatin' the cash My baby mother think I doe out my ass like, how much fight I got left in me Niggaz won't be happy till they bring the death of me But you see Joe look weak or flow off beat And sees the board in four more weeks
You gotta walk, where I where I bang Slang I hang To get where I'm to where I stay Blaze who I Pay dues, how I To get I'm going to
You walk, where I walked Bang I bang Slang I hang To get I'm going to Stay I stay Blaze who I Pay dues, how I To get where I'm to
Uh, yo, the South Bronx, nine years Ain't nuttin' changed, niggaz still playa T S, the best that's it, forever live and never front it Reminisce of when I used to hold heat and tell "Run it" Now we flooded with jewels, of dudes the Coliseum to hear their favorite tunes
Then at the of our prime we caught a sick one The Angels came down, my twin Big Pun Shit were unbalanced throughout the whole All I could do was try to for his seeds and his old girl Hope your listenin', Ton' that we still missin' him I'm like a prisoner in with no visitors
You gotta walk, where I Bang where I Slang where I To get where I'm to Stay where I who I blazed Pay dues, how I To get I'm going to
You gotta walk, I walked where I bang Slang I hang To get I'm going to Stay where I who I blazed Pay dues, how I To get I'm going to
Yeah, uh, aiyyo the third verse is to you Even though you teams, man I'm praying for you We used to up all night countin' dollar for dollar You was my son's godfather, where the fuck is your Can't even rap the we did together You'd probably have me shackled locked down, doin' forever You broke the first code, I'd like to twist ya till it roasts gold Snitch nigga, turned state to sold ya
How could a nigga that was in the streets Start to the deez, like what I rightly should believe? Like verse is a charge, for every hurt there's a scar I never once tried to hurt I'm tryin' to do me, sell a few CDs Buy land in and cop a new B, come on!
Motherfuckers think it's a nigga got money and a nigga don't feel pain You ain't never feel my You don't what the fuck I'm goin' through lookin' at me like, "He got it made"
Like I ain't lose Pun, my grandfather a later My a month later Like my fuckin' sister ain't in a right now! You motherfuckers know pain! Let's get one thing clear, money'll buy you happiness My true niggaz with me now
You gotta walk, I walked where I bang Slang I hang To get where I'm to Stay where I who I blazed Pay dues, how I To get I'm going to
You gotta walk, where I Bang where I Slang where I To get where I'm to Stay where I Blaze who I Pay dues, how I To get where I'm to