| While we here lets celebrate
|
| dont do tomorrow what you could do today
|
| tell somebody you love’em nigga
|
| tell somebody you love’em nigga (yea, yea)
|
| It was a long hard struggle
|
| my life been a battlefield, but i keep fightin
|
| givin all that i got ta give, real is the only way that i try to live
|
| get mines like the next man gets his
|
| a closed mouth never got fed
|
| thats why im spittin now daddy, do it for the bread
|
| i do it for the love, i do it for the ??
|
| matter fact i really do it for all the above
|
| im mild mannered but im hype on my records
|
| i try to separate real life from the records
|
| most of the stuff that i rap about be facts
|
| but dont mean that i still live like that
|
| a lot of paths, i no longer have to walk up out em
|
| im blessed to be a rapper, i get paid to talk about em
|
| i aint got to keep a strap in my lap now
|
| thank god i can make it with this rap now
|
| Summertime 1985, granmomma, grandaddy they were still alive
|
| me and my cousins playin the the yard
|
| before a young nigga knew that life got hard
|
| years went by, now we in the streets
|
| they was in the trap and i was rappin over beats
|
| jermaine, but everybody called him maine
|
| on my birthday he got murdered and slain
|
| ??? |
| now he the subject of my sad song
|
| i miss him, we cant never bring him back
|
| i wish he woulda asked me for them couple stacks damn
|
| his momma look so hurt
|
| when she had to put her son body in tha dirt
|
| and i cried, i hope you listen to the words i speak
|
| if one person get the picture thats good for me
|
| im not tryin to steal ya money
|
| im not tryin to take ya woman
|
| im just tryin to feed my family and take care of my momma
|
| im a slave ever since they broke these chains i been runnin
|
| everything came to me was a long time comin
|
| im an OG man, i just look this way
|
| ill do somethin to ya, i just look this way
|
| i aint got enough face for my tear drop trails
|
| too many homies locked up to help em make bail
|
| so i try to send em pictures, holla on tha phone
|
| try to keep em motivated til they make it home
|
| sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free
|
| sometimes i feel like its overwhelming being me
|
| but i snap back and realize im built for this life
|
| everything you take from me imma get back twice
|
| no problems and no failures, imma pro
|
| cuz the solutions for succeeding is all that i know |