[Verse] Life ain't been no walk through the park, where do I start? Young n***a selling hard and robbing, just not the store He never paid attention in school, can't get a job Plus he confused, most of his partners behind bars He turned to god Asking him why he was dealt these cards, he feeling odd His blood is cold, his heart's scarred but he's a street n***a He got a pistol, he gon' eat n***a He give a f** about a b**h or a weak n***a and that's real And if that ain't real then tell me what it is My cousin, 19, they gave his a** 20 years My n***a Larry died and I'm still shedding tears But I salute him cause he kept it real But there's a lot of fakes Backstabbing a** hoes and snakes They turn on their people for a little piece of cake And when you make it to the top, these f** n***as hate But I'm okay cause I know one day That I'ma leave and they gon' know that I'm 100 21, b**h