This song is about a nigga trying to keep you down You know you got to that
We made something from and vowed to never tear it apart We turned the street hustle an art would quickly change life forever for us No more riding bikes or the bus
We on the up, money to fold up With cognac and yola Got the neighborhood to blow up, but hold up I see this van sittin, this old cat in a Trying to get your little homey up
Yo bruh, we working on this corner take your ass on, dog Fore you make me feed your ass to my hogs you fucking I know you to catch me with this bag so you can hide me Or my 44 so you can 45 me
You put this shit off in our neighborhoods and us And when you finally catch us up you give us A cold thing just when a nigga reach his man You hand him a for easing out the dope game and Im
Watching us with the times He dont want a nigga to climb Youd rather separate me from my forever Instead of to keep 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 with his Its bad enough I got to deal all these pressures that stand You tryin to me stray away from my plan what Im sayin?
Im from the gutter, all we had was one another No bread to butter, from one bed to the other All and no brother my mothers at work My was my dad and when he died it hurt
And as I hold back the tears my eye-wells I been praying for heaven, I been living in 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 nigga, regardless Thats why you always see me coming Cause I could never turn my back on my town but Im
us unfold with the times He dont really want a nigga to Youd rather separate me from my forever Instead of trying to us together You would rather keep me down
Watching us unfold with the He dont want a nigga to climb Youd rather separate me my family forever Instead of to keep us together You motherfuckers rather keep me down
Money never me Money changed the around Now they plot to try to keep me But still I rise yeast
Your conversation bout B Fuck a nigga bout me, Im a G The realest motherfucker ever it You cant continue to me and yall eat from it
So fuck every soul who ever like I owed Them a god damn dime, or a god rhyme Or a god damn chance, you sad You a grown ass man, holding a nigga
Now get out on your own, stop depending on homes To you a bone, and stop throwing stones And that 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 your shoes Im
Watching us unfold the times He dont really a nigga to climb rather separate me from my family forever Instead of to keep us together You would rather keep me down
us unfold with the times He dont really a nigga to climb rather separate me from my family forever Instead of trying to keep us You would rather keep me down