See what I do just like this?
I do it for the young’un and the ghetto
The train will never hear his story cuz he ain’t gonna make it to tell it
So you know it’s crazy
I went to court the other day, the D.A. say she hate me
How you gonna hate me when me and Lou just took 20 racks and put clothes on them kids backs?
It’s 30 degrees outside
24, how could I ask for more?
I got my deals, gettin’ real, I’m makin’ cash fo’ sure
Strikin’ every chance I get because I had it poor
But every time I go to sleep I hear the devil at my door
And I’m on them paper so them cars are goin’ back and forth
Get off with probation, they all said I’d come back for sure
Minds is turned to zombies from that raw because it’s crack the law
You wonder why them babies runnin’ crazy ‘stead of clappin’ off
Gettin’ life before they get pussy
Cuz ain’t nobody love ‘em so they lives they took in
Locked in cages, having fighting over cookies
And much strange, is happy them days ain’t never killed ‘em
Yea I remember, it was a hot December
Niggas die on top of winter cuz them kids need them toys
Well Santa Claus don’t see them boys
Them see the girls around here, there’s Jack boys down stairs
No man with the big bag just man with the big gap
Try and take your shit back cuz he feel the world owe ‘im
And his daughter want a Barbie bike for Christmas, he gon show up
That the love is there, no mother there
Just her little brother there
We wash our pain with Belvedere and use the drugs they brought us here
We get high to get by
Hotdogs more rib buys with tears drip from red eyes
Is what ends don’t meet the damn lies
The D.A. said she hate me but I don’t understand
When I just rock the show in front of 50.000 fans
I think that girl’s racist, she probly in a clash
She take her pain out on me but she probly need a man
I took my mind from public housin’, put it in the Styx
I came a long way from welfare and get with it
That shit just made me hungry
And now we gettin’ rich and all these niggas gettin’ sick
I know they wanna get me here cuz of Bobby
Yea, cuz of Bobby
It’s like sometimes I always gotta let these type of dreams go man, just speakin’ to the streets
And bitch said she hate me
I fuck some time away about that
Last night we just came out giving 2-300 pair of shoes to the schools
To the boys’ and the girls’ basketball teams
How you hate me?
You hate me cuz I’m goin’ out supposedly doin’ a lot of god damn money and I got more money than you?
Well, bitch you can hate me for that

Let’s get it

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