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A big city, baby, time to bend on some
Y'all people don't understand that shit is real out
I'ma tell y'all a story, now this didn't happen too long ago
And it wasn't that far away, it's some real niggas
Niggas doin' real things aight, so let me get to the page
And break it down like this, chapter one

I was a child, lost, went to church on Sundays
Walking a road that lead me to gun play
I was a boy respect my mommy
Looked up to them OG's Querto, Phil, and Donny

Felt good as a young nigga, comin' home from
Gettin' love from them drug dealers
change, Cadillac Seville's
But spoke was a tradition, Brownsville

That was the first chapter, these stages
But the book is and its a lot more pages
The changed, people got foul
And the same little church boy is wild

Runnin' wit my homeboys from three three
And one five five, totin' four fives
I kept dreams of a rap dude
But I know the streets too well so I pack

I lost a lot of loved ones to these
And a lot of loved ones over beef
That goes to show these streets ya
what society created now, a monsta

My day and age was a different
It's when a take a niggas soul
(Slug take a soul)
Follow dreams and follow your goals
'Cause who knows what the future
(Who what the future holds?)

Our man died and was cold
Because a slug took the niggas
(Slug the niggas soul)
Follow dreams and follow your goals
'Cause who knows what future holds
(This is your future holds)

I wish somebody would lend a
So they see how I fell inside
I'm on an emotional coaster ride, nothing to hide
A long time ago I set aside my

And used my as a ghetto guide, a few good men died
wept stood beside me so I could smooth
Out the road for those that behind me
You know you can find me

Out on the blocks
Grippin' black glocks in front of spots
just a hobby and since I was a baby
Thuggin', smokin', drinkin, is how the first family raised me
(He who lives as a gangster, will in these streets)

I know that's deep but I shed tears for my mother
Two years after shed been to rest
And still things I need to chisel off my chest
My remedy for stress, I conversate wit my brother

Ten years after his death, I know there's nothin'
So I'm forced to take a deep breath I attempt
To take step, a lot of brothas slept
A lot of brothas was left cold in the and told
This is what future holds

My day and age was a different
It's a slug take a niggas soul
(Slug take a soul)
Follow your dreams and follow your
'Cause who knows what the future
(Who knows the future holds?)

Our man died and was left
Because a took the niggas soul
(Slug took the soul)
Follow your dreams and follow goals
'Cause who knows your future holds
(This is your future holds)

So there you have it, you see a lot of
Talk about bullshit, about cars, jewels, and money
But in all reality, we all out the same bag of shit
Some of us may see tomorrow, so my niggas
you never, don't you ever forget where you come from
Salute M.O.P. for life,