p] Say In this game life It's charces (choices), decisions, and I decided to change my life, for the better [ya me? ] So anybody that's out seeking conviction of profanity in my music Then you don't me or my people See my music is about keepin it It's about the constant struggles that I been in the ghetto So cain't (can't) no man or woman convey the that I make.. It don't get no realer this
[241] - singing while p Y'all don't what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know they put us through (mo' money mo' problems) don't know what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know they put us through
p] Too many problems I can't sleep, you strong or you weak See I was born to be a g, why I learned to flip a key From the to the grave, you either a master or a slave Now who get paid? but i'ma a hustler til I'm dead Fuckin wrong but it's the right route.. Now picture me the lights out! Who can I turn to when time's in no nigga, put my faith in god Cause penetentiaries, stayed (stay packed) Once you on the bus you might not back To my doin time, keep your head up (head up) And to my on the street, don't get fed up (fed up) we do bad, but we all in it You gotta learn to dream, cause there's no limit, ya me?
- singing Y'all don't know what we goin through (mo' mo' problems) Y'all don't know what they put us (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know what we goin (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't know they put us through (mo' money mo' problems)
commission] Don't me like a disease, cause my skin darker than yers (yours) And my is hostile, nuttin like your suburbs I'm from the ghetto, home of poverty - drugs and Where hustlers night life for funds but, crumbs In the in the street, in the cold in the heat Rest in peace and then deceased but we still while you sleep And the game never change it's still the same you passed We get beat and harassed, whenever them lights flash
To the little homies in the hood, claimin wards and rags Tryin to feel a part of a family he had And it's sad, I his pain, I feel his wants To avoid bein locked up, there's and don'ts
Use your head little soldier, the coke out your system ? out your veins, that won't do away with the pain Only prayers get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish Ain't got one to live, so be careful how you use it
- singing 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 what we goin through (mo' money mo' problems) Y'all don't what 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' wanna take it you (the mo' they want to steal from you) So your eyes open (they might even kill you to get it) (can't believe in but God soldiers) There no limit, ya heard me? (believe.. none of what you and half of what you see, huh) (picture me ballin.. think they see a ghetto child Comin out the callio' project, forbes magazine, fortune? Huh, think they wanna see, a kid like me, make it in the nba? Huh, me ballin.. uh-huh, picture all of us ballin Picture the haters though, uh-heh It no limit ya heard me? )