Yo we went from nothin' to somethin'.
Being real and not fronthin'.
No one was giving us nothin' so we resorted to gunnin'.
Growing up the ladder not bummin', we runnin'.
f** the warrants and summon from the cops.
Goin' to school for nothin'.
We just learned lying and hustlin' and they tell us keep coming.
Keep Coming?
f** for what?
Getting back to a system that wrecks and really not runnin'.
Ohhh.. I'm sorry, it's running.
What?
It's not properly runnin'.
It's a conspiracy, hear me man.
I gotta to be sumthin'.
I can get gun faster than I can get an English muffin and the Black's church ain't saying nothin'.
We are on our own cousin and I just gave up f**in'.