| (bun b)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 triedI 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 | |
| I found out she had to told me | |
| Just to show me just how good | |
| I had itI 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 seeOr one of the strongest niggas | |
| I knowWalkin on my tippy-toe cause the life | |
| I live ain't long and | |
| I knowSo I put weed in the bong and | |
| I blowStay cool calm and collected a neglected | |
| Child that grew into a man that's widely respected | |
| Too real(chorus) | |
| I feel no pain | |
| I can't complain | |
| Stuck in the game | |
| Tryin to maintain | |
| Cause I'm so real(pimp c) | |
| We blow big 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 tommorow | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus(3-2) | |
| My nigga you a 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 niggas 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 up | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus |
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