p] Say In this called life It's (choices), decisions, and consequences I decided to change my life, for the [ya heard me? ] So that's out there seeking conviction Because of profanity in my Then you don't me or my people See my is about keepin it real It's about the constant that I been through in the ghetto So cain't (can't) no man or woman convey the sounds I make.. It get no realer than this
- singing while p speaks Y'all don't know what we goin through (mo' mo' problems) Y'all don't what they put us through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't what they put us through
p] Too many I can't sleep, you either strong or you weak See I was born to be a g, that's why I to flip a key From the cradle to the grave, you a master or a slave Now who get paid? but i'ma a hustler til I'm dead Fuckin road but it's the right route.. Now picture me with the out! Who can I to when time's hard? in no nigga, put my faith in god Cause penetentiaries, stayed (stay packed) Once you on the bus you might not back To my homies time, keep your head up (head up) And to my soldiers on the street, get fed up (fed up) we do bad, but we all in it You gotta learn to dream, there's no limit, ya heard me?
- singing Y'all don't know what we through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't what they put us through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know what we through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't what they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)
commission] Don't treat me like a disease, my skin darker than yers (yours) And my is hostile, nuttin like your suburbs I'm from the ghetto, home of poverty - and guns Where hustlers night life for funds but, crumbs In the slums in the street, in the cold in the in peace and then deceased but we still strugglin while you sleep And the game never change it's still the same you passed We get beat and harassed, whenever blue lights flash
To the little homies in the hood, claimin wards and rags to feel a part of a family he never had And sad, I feel his pain, I feel his wants To bein locked up, there's do's and don'ts
Use your head little soldier, keep the coke out your That ? out your veins, won't do away with the pain Only will get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish Ain't got one life to live, so be how you use it
[241] - Y'all don't what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know what they put us (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)
p] Haha.. the mo' money you make, the mo' problems you have The mo' people gon' want, the mo' they gon' take it from you (the mo' they want to steal from you) So keep eyes open (they might even kill you to get it) (can't in nobody but God soldiers) ain't no limit, ya heard me? (believe.. none of you hear and half of what you see, huh) (picture me ballin.. think wanna see a ghetto child out the callio' project, makin forbes magazine, fortune? Huh, think they wanna see, a kid like me, make it in the nba? Huh, picture me ballin.. uh-huh, all of us ballin Picture the haters fallin though, It ain't no limit ya me? )