Up early in the morning lacin up my knights Throwin up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street Never no better cause my mommy never taught me Going out to get the shit that mommy bought me Only ten years old and I can't away from trouble But you don't give a fuck cause you ain't never had to And everybody's tellin me it's get later I need to get my shit right now, it ain't shit in my refrigerator And I done for my whole life Seeing my moma up with a different nigga everynight And when you see me you can a crook Cause I'm going through her pocket book I'm going out to get my Cause she don't give a fuck about me And my daddy's two terms And all she does is sit around and get served My mommy never me I'm deuce my family, cause these niggas say they love me I'm steady dustin off And ready for the battle if the shit would ever off So my ass to hell Its being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a cell that's what it looks like If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street
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You know the streets is all I is my way of survival You know I've dealt some bad cards But I to play them What else am I to do, for a job? But until my family will starve and be broke So I to the streets As a of income I'm stuck
I step out on my own And everyone's up the deuce to little j-rock And all my little homies that I hang Are either jackin, or mixed up with this shit See it reality Never leavin the gang cause it's the street mentality My got a proposition Pulled the nigga off change and said he'd help in my position So now I'm rollin the ogs Puttin in for the jack, for some overseas And maybe in a or two I'll be able to roll in a like the gangsta's do hoes ride dick Cause that poor, ? ? ? hittin ? ? ? shit I gotta my crew down And sew this whole up like the jews town Develop us a strong Break my pops off some while he rot Pops would like that Seeing his nigga on his own two shit I heard my pops used to do A real nigga to crime thang And had it going on before his time I gots to get my shit Until my shit gets I'm with the street life
You know upsets me Is when whitey back in they lavish homes and bmws And me the streets ain't the place to be See it from my Poverty strickin, livin on And the government that shorter every week I'm shortin on cause I'm black The corner doesn't me a good life But at least it shows me
Finally shit got right I'm wanting out of the cause I'm searchin for a new life But I remember what was You come in the only way you leave out is dead So I'm kinda fucked on ends I thought I had friends, but I got no fuckin frinds Cause if were my friends they'd let me break Outie thousand fuck this shit, I'm packin my 38 But first I gotta stay it's time for me to punch it out and just lay it down And that's a motherfuckin Tonight I gotta another ride with my little gang So slowly I up to it With no hesitation I the window and jumped into it his shit and was headed off I opened up the that's what set it off A nigga came out a glock jack And put a slug in my motherfuckin And my so friends Want me out of the gang cause they don't know if I'll again Now tell me what's that life Fucked up for good cause I was wrapped up in the