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Now wat would u do if diz was u
Im a G in da streetz, can u fit into my shoes
Life seems uneasy, juss trying to pay my duez
can u answer diz horrible question im askin u
Can u keep ur glock cock, n enemies frm blastin u
In order to gain knowledge, sometimes u have to lose
da president neva experience, poor, so wat can dat nigga, really do foe u
ur family affiliated, don’t know wat to do
got niggaz commin thru, rushin u, treatin u, like u frm dat 15 11 02
older cuzzin got dat fame, he in da same gang too
dey both telll me to chill, to stay in skool
but wit my momma bitchin, n during skool, I had to bust a nigga up, n now dat busta ass snitchin, runnin off da campus, me n da homiez ditchin
other uncle still stay in da pen, each day I wonder wat dat G be thinking
cuzz wen lil ztarr got jumped in, billy ho started trippin,
I aint trynna be a gangsta, but life got me thinking
Should I stay or should I go, cuzz I really kno
Momma treating me like im on parole,
Da hood treatin me like im someone special,
Blood linez frm dem ztarrs got me connected to daygo
Wen da feelin aint right u gotz to take flight
Itz been dat way to me, my whole life
Datz y im so fucked up, datz y I stay K’z up
Living life like I don’t but I do give a fuck
Now Im frm da hood, it use feel kool but it aint no good now
So wat can I do, itz either win or lose, n I gotta watch my cuzzin’z back cuzz he got strike 2, I would be wining, n cryin but I tell myself therez a lot more people in da ghetto like u
But aint too many G’z can fall n get up like u, I made a vow to da streetz dat I would stay so tru
N if it wasn’t foe my frendz n family showing me love, ruff timez on da grind, n plus im falling in love, I neva thought dat I would but now I guess im a thug
I aint trynna wine, I aint askin foe hugz
Im juss keeping it real wit da real street life, harsh shit dat I seen n I seen more than twice
Niggaz getting slit in da throat by a knife, I don’t kno if imma live to have some kidz n a wife, I kno da road im walkin in is way far frm right, but diz is wat I do in order to breathe tonight, n I stay K’z up, n my glock stay cock, datz da way im raised up, don’t blame my mom n my popz, n if u really want someone to blame, blame da streetz, enemies, n da gang bang thang, n da reason dat im fucked up aint juss da way I was brought, I was made dat way by da copz in da block
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