This goes out to all them Everybody out making them ends meet I mad at'cha J E y'all, goes out to everybody
goes out to you, this goes out to you This out to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this out to you This goes out to you, this out to you
Some sleep five to a bed at the feet, two at the top So I really talk about how they should live When I know in my heart if it came to it I'd be getting down the same as See Lord, tryna hustle must be That was Heaven A lot of rent wouldn't be paid this trade That we call
This goes out to the cats on the Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a I ain't mad at'cha, do something your head up 'cause they can't touch you This goes out to the in the streets Like all out just so their kids can eat Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up they can't touch you goes out
I used to be between Going all out and doings that I know just wasn't right And now I'm back And I think do it or never did something But I can you then Rather take a bullet in my head leave my family unfed And the way it is This out to my homies, yeah
This goes out to the cats on the Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar I mad at'cha, gotta do something your head up 'cause they can't touch you This out to the girls in the streets Like all out just so their kids can eat I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up 'cause they can't you goes out
Ay yo I welcome the Like I the hustle Find the one, take it and bubble on the muscle I ain't in, I'm trying to win And if I gotta get my hands a dirty I'm sorry for sin But the Fed don't understand ain't no So brothers have ta to bake to make bread use their ass and shake to make bread But I,aint mad at ya shorty keep them fed
goes out to my whole five eight one click I reminisce when we just dreamed of this Rich cars, fine homes, girls nice toes Dime pieces standing in line to us their thongs Went from riding six deep in a little ass The Cadillac trucks and Benzes, the streets We gon' ball till we we fadin' em all Put your glasses in the air, goes out to y'all
This goes out to the on the corner and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, do something Hold your head up 'cause they touch ya This out to the girls in the streets going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, do something Hold your head up 'cause they can't ya This out
My homies, you can't me If you don't know me goes out to my homies You can't me If you don't know me This out to my homies You can't me If you really know me This goes out to my You can't me If you don't know me