x 2 While we here celebrate dont do tomorrow what you do today tell somebody you love'em tell somebody you nigga (yea, yea)
It was a long hard my life been a battlefield, but i fightin givin all that i got ta give, is the only way that i try to live get like the next man gets his a mouth never got fed why im spittin now daddy, do it for the bread i do it for the love, i do it for the ?? matter fact i do it for all the above im mild mannered but im hype on my i try to separate real from the records most of the stuff that i rap about be but mean that i still live like that a lot of paths, i no have to walk up out em im blessed to be a rapper, i get paid to about em i got to keep a strap in my lap now god i can make it with this rap now
x 2
Summertime 1985, granmomma, grandaddy were still alive me and my playin the the yard before a young nigga that life got hard went by, now we in the streets they was in the and i was rappin over beats jermaine, but called him maine on my he got murdered and slain ???? now he the of my sad song i miss him, we cant never him back i wish he woulda asked me for them couple damn his momma so hurt she had to put her son body in tha dirt and i cried, i you listen to the words i speak if one get the picture thats good for me
x 2
im not to steal ya money im not tryin to ya woman im just tryin to feed my family and care of my momma im a slave ever since they broke these i been runnin everything came to me was a long comin im an OG man, i look this way ill do to ya, i just look this way i aint got face for my tear drop trails too homies locked up to help em make bail so i try to send em pictures, holla on tha try to keep em motivated til make it home sometimes i feel like im up and im free i feel like its overwhelming being me but i snap and realize im built for this life everything you take from me imma get back no and no failures, imma pro cuz the solutions for is all that i know