This goes out to all them Everybody out there them ends meet I ain't mad J E y'all, goes out to everybody
This goes out to you, goes out to you This goes out to you, goes out to you This goes out to you, this out to you This goes out to you, this out to you
Some people five to a bed at the feet, two at the top So I can't really about how they should live When I know in my if it came down to it I'd be getting down the as them See Lord, hustle must be something That was Heaven A lot of rent wouldn't be without this trade we call hustlin'
This out to the cats on the corner and strugglin' just to get a dollar I mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up 'cause they touch you goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so kids can eat I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your up 'cause they can't touch you This out
I used to be half Going all out and doings things that I know just right And now I'm back And I think do it or never did something But I can tell you Rather take a bullet in my head leave my family unfed And the way it is goes out to my homies, yeah
This goes out to the cats on the and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do Hold your up 'cause they can't touch you goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out so their kids can eat Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up 'cause they touch you This out
Ay yo I welcome the Like I welcome the Find the right one, it and bubble That's on the I ain't in, I'm trying to win And if I gotta get my hands a little I'm sorry for sin But the Fed don't understand ain't no So brothers ta learn to bake to make bread Chicks use their ass and to make bread But I,aint mad at ya shorty them kids fed
This goes out to my whole eight one click I often reminisce when we dreamed of this Rich cars, homes, girls with nice toes pieces standing in line to show us their thongs Went from riding six deep in a little ass The Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the We gon' ball we fall 'Cause we em all Put glasses in the air, this goes out to y'all
goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a I ain't mad at'cha, do something Hold your head up they can't touch ya 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 ya This out
My homies, you touch me If you really know me This goes out to my You touch me If you don't really me This goes out to my You can't me If you really know me This goes out to my You can't me If you don't really me