I
always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
had to find my place
But the world can leave a foul
taste on the tongue
had to dodge a case
Had to dodge a bullet
And the nigga that tried to pull it
The streets is throwed
If I don't get lean and blowed everyday
I feel just like I'ma explode
on overload and overdrive
All my life this drive I tried
I seen a lot of good niggas die
Cause somebody hated somebody lied
or somebody snitched
Or somebody's a bitch
I wish I could change the past
But I gots to live in the present and pray
that tomorrow this shit don't last,
I'm livin to fast
Shit, my momma asked me who
I was like she ain't know me
But, to tell the truth I didn't
know myself
Out the house she had to throw me
Just to show me just how good I had it
I guess I couldn't see it
Mild- mannered I just couldn't be it
But that was just the way
we used to G it
One of the wrongest niggas I see
Or one of the strongest niggas I know
Walkin on my tippy- toe cause the life
I live ain't long and I know
So I put weed in the bong and I blow
Stay cool calm and collected a neglected
Child that grew into a man
that's widely respected
Too real
everyday
But that don't stop our pain
Or bring back our homeboys that
we done lost off in this dirty game
Got niggas doin 40
When you 25 that's life
I guess when your career is sellin dope
somebody got to pay the price
These bitch ass niggas shife
Niggas might snitch out they momma
That's why me and Leroy watch
stay strapped and ready for all drama
Cause we ain't promised tomorrow
But nigga you promised to die
Nigga can't you see you gettin to
high trippin of that potent fry
At night I talk to God and
try to understand
How people can worship false
prophets and say prayers to a man
I guess they already gone,
ain't nothin gone bring them back
So I just say thanks for what I
got and blow on indo sacks
I still love my piece of change,
wood grain and big head ones
But I had to realize in life
everything ain't always fun
I guess that's true for some
But them hoes will never win
Out here just hustlin and grindin
Tryin to change from niggas to men
ho to me
Boy you done went off on me
Runnin round with the fakin and hatin
I'ma blast if you run up on me
I'ma do my dirt by my lonely
so that nobody can snitch
This matter coulda been resolved
if you woulda came clean and paid my shit
See nig gas disrespect the game
but boy you'll never last
Pullin that ho shit sellin your
partner out for a piece of ass
And fool you claim you real but
really need to be shot up
No respect for your family that's dead
don't write yo peoples locked u
Damn I miss my dog he was
hog to this game
Unlike bustas these days
that talk down on your name
You boys is funny
I'm bout my money
And oh so true
Mr. 3- 2 when I never trusted you
I'm too real
