got plenty and mean streets my team tweaks So my future seems BLEAK Take a peak at me I ain't happy she got me Under child social serviceses and shit for bein a slacky pappy My
Do you take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do Do you take
my reason is legit im havin fits, i dream of eatin bloody pussy clits since i was 6 i fiend for dead pussy on my dick i got the skits meanin
But a car full of niggas died crying my name Releasing pain like Charde But in my way (my way) Split a blunt on the highway (highway) Cause it was my say (my
my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang Ha, I just take a pull in the hail Thinkin' about my niggas that's locked up in jail My mind dwells on
in my candle camouflage Wing ding and white wands and now I ready to march Embark on this who trying to whip the lyrical arsonist Look learn and listen my
cause I'm alone 24 years and grown with a future unknown My heart was torn from the pain of being back in the game But I'd rather die getting my hustle
than everything But my dollars, already and smokin' Sticky up through the lungs I can see you havin' my sons Screamin' your name on my next tape deck In the city, no hear my
If you wit me take a swallow We drink from the same bottle We share the same pain This ain't a fair game From your hood to my hood It's never gonna change
lord accept my apology Please like when police say freeze And i aint do shit But im down on my knees Its a crooked system but gin straight take the pain
time you recognize, niggaz ain't havin' it And my girl ain't havin' it, she licks shots to Take away your block too while my thugs do or die too Fuck around my
shorty, shoot it, do it, this, do it This ain't a game, this an organized movement My hurt, my love, my pain, my stress My strife, my wife, my life, my
tracks She likes me, she fiends for me nightly, she leans for me Mornin' she rush for my touch, this is about lust Cold sweats occur when I'm not with her My
's my enemy 'Cause poppa never was a part of me "Take one step at a time", mama said Sweet memories still remain in my head All of my life been lied
even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya Y'all go tell that to my mother and my father But they
wanna toast, on behalf of y'all 'Cause the more we get, the more we takin' From other people, baby Brooklyn Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends
'all can do for me (There's nuttin y'all can do for me) I don't believe in selfishness, this time I want my crew to eat (My crew) We comin through a hundred