This song is about a nigga trying to keep you down You you got to touch that
We made something from nothing and to never tear it apart We turned the hustle into an art That would quickly change life for us No more riding bikes or the bus
We on the roll up, money to up With and cooked yola Got the neighborhood about to blow up, but up I see this van sittin, this old cat in a to get your little homey tore up
Yo bruh, we aint working on this corner your ass on, dog Fore you make me your ass to my hogs you fucking fagot I you want to catch me with this bag so you can hide me Or my 44 so you can 45 me
You put this off in our neighborhoods and sweat us And you finally catch us up you give us letters A cold thing when a nigga reach his gold man You hand him a case for easing out the game and Im
Watching us unfold the times He dont want a nigga to climb Youd rather me from my family forever Instead of trying to us together You motherfuckers rather keep me down
So what I rap these streets dont make me be no less of a man Than a person that do work his hands Its bad enough I got to deal with all these pressures stand You tryin to make me away from my plan Know Im sayin?
Im from the gutter, where all we had was one No wheat bread to butter, one bed to the other All uncles and no brother my at work My grandfather was my dad and when he died it
And as I hold back the my eye-wells swell I been praying for heaven, I living in hell And niggas in my age group is dead or either locked up The bitches no better, they out or knocked up
But I still my hood, thats where it started Aint no hard feelings, we partners nigga, Thats why you always see me coming Cause I could never turn my on my town but still Im
us unfold with the times He dont really want a to climb Youd rather separate me from my forever Instead of trying to us together You motherfuckers would rather me down
Watching us with the times He dont want a nigga to climb Youd rather separate me from my forever Instead of trying to us together You motherfuckers would rather me down
Money never me Money changed the people Now plot to try to keep me down But I rise like yeast
Your whole bout B a nigga talking bout me, Im a G The motherfucker ever done it You cant continue to pimp me and yall eat it
So fuck every soul who ever felt I owed Them a god damn dime, or a god damn Or a god chance, motherfucker you sad You a grown ass man, a nigga hand
Now get out on your own, depending on your homes To you a bone, and stop throwing stones And goes for everybody thinking its them
you, you and you her Him and him, Tom, and Kim All of yall stand saying fuck to me And I done bought childrens shoes Im
us unfold with the times He dont really want a nigga to Youd rather separate me my family forever of trying to keep us together You motherfuckers rather keep me down
Watching us unfold the times He really want a nigga to climb Youd rather separate me from my family Instead of to keep us together You motherfuckers would rather me down