x 2 While we here lets dont do tomorrow what you could do tell somebody you nigga somebody you love'em nigga (yea, yea)
It was a long struggle my life been a battlefield, but i keep givin all that i got ta give, real is the way that i try to live get mines like the next man 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 really do it for all the im mild mannered but im hype on my i try to separate real life the records most of the stuff i rap about be facts but dont mean that i live like that a lot of paths, i no have to walk up out em im to be a rapper, i get paid to talk about em i aint got to a strap in my lap now thank god i can make it this rap now
x 2
Summertime 1985, granmomma, grandaddy they were still me and my cousins the the yard before a young nigga knew life got hard went by, now we in the streets they was in the and i was rappin over 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 bring him back i wish he asked me for them couple stacks damn his momma so hurt when she had to put her son in tha dirt and i cried, i hope you listen to the i speak if one person get the picture good for me
x 2
im not tryin to ya money im not tryin to take ya im just tryin to feed my family and care of my momma im a slave since they broke these chains i been runnin everything came to me was a long time im an OG man, i look this way ill do somethin to ya, i look this way i aint got enough face for my tear drop too many locked up to help em make bail so i try to send em pictures, on tha phone try to keep em til they make it home sometimes i feel im locked up and im free sometimes i feel its overwhelming being me but i back and realize im built for this life everything you take from me get back twice no and no failures, imma pro cuz the for succeeding is all that i know