x 2 While we here celebrate dont do tomorrow you could do today tell somebody you love'em tell somebody you nigga (yea, yea)
It was a long hard my life a battlefield, but i keep fightin givin all that i got ta give, real is the only way that i try to get mines like the man gets his a mouth never got fed thats why im 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 mannered but im hype on my records i try to separate real life the records most of the stuff that i rap about be but dont 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 to talk about em i aint got to keep a in my lap now thank god i can make it this rap now
x 2
Summertime 1985, granmomma, they were still alive me and my playin the the yard before a young nigga knew life got hard went by, now we in the streets they was in the trap and i was rappin beats jermaine, but everybody him maine on my birthday he got murdered and ???? now he the subject of my sad i miss him, we cant never bring him i wish he woulda asked me for them couple damn his look so hurt when she had to put her son body in tha and i cried, i you listen to the words i speak if one person get the picture good for me
x 2
im not tryin to steal ya im not tryin to ya woman im just to feed my family and take care of my momma im a slave ever since they broke chains i been runnin came to me was a long time comin im an OG man, i just this way ill do to ya, i just look this way i aint got enough face for my drop trails too many homies locked up to em make bail so i try to send em pictures, holla on tha try to keep em til they make it home sometimes i like im locked up and im free sometimes i like its overwhelming being me but i snap back and realize im built for life everything you from me imma get back twice no and no failures, imma pro cuz the solutions for succeeding is all i know