still livin up in this prison
wishin i was given a different condition
dippin in my kids college funds
that shit bought the guns
that protect this house
but i guess thats how
this shits got 2 b
slang that white n pull a robbery
follow me
in the depths of the ghetto where we liv
tellin kids 2 excel even tho its clear we failin shit
my homies doin hellish bids
years over crimes done 2 feed their kids
so we bust on cops its our payment bitch
i used my block colors 2 paint this shit
how many real niggaz would bang this shit?
i'm 2 hood 2 do good
i'm just doin the same shit u would
grew up on the wrong side of town
so now i gotta turn my whole life around
but how?
shit it don't matter
rather splatter brains wit my AK
that powder n leaves makes my payday
may day may day
muthafuckin president we got sum problems
but u ain't listenin so we gotta solve them
money by any means, gettin green
cuz in the world only thing that matters is currency
that blue n red shit really fucks wit peoples heads
the other day my lil cuzin was wearin red in the wrong spot now hes dead
shit but whos 2 blame?
it don't really matter cuz we all feed the pain
but if we could reach the brains of the misguided
we could show them the light but 1st we gotta find it
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