[Verse 1]
Uh
Inglewood gon' stand up
Yep, the man tough like handcuffs getting jammed up
Hoping off that Peter Pan buzz with a damn s*ut
Had the man f** in a tan truck
But he never called back, caught that
Send a text said "she wasn't 18" "yeah, what?"
Hit Johnny Law FBI CIA in the Klan Klux
Yeah and now you wanted my n***a
And that's what you wanted my n***a
Idolize the inmates till the court date come
Yeah that's where you going my n***a
Used to have sk**s for the green for the L
Now I write mail for like 15 and L
We dreamed of sales and tracks, raps on CD's
Now reading books in that cell
Now you asking me to send naked pics of my new b**h
Cause I told you my b**h half asian
I never get locked up, but the cops come up
Best believe I'mma go out blazing, two L's like in hell
I inhale, they exhale
Then excel to a level where my n***as see from jail
Like whats up?
Hook:
I know it's hard to grow when your city hating
And the b**h you f**ed want you to make it
And when you broke as f** it's hard to be patient
The key to life is working harder than your situation
Work harder than your situation
They key to life is working harder than your situation
But when you broke as f** it's hard to be patient
They key to life is working harder than your....
Man hol' up
[Dom Kennedy]
Bless the weed then we smoke up, it's a dope cut
All crack n***a no cut
Damn know what? I thought you're my bro
But you don't really wanna see a n***a blow up
n***a grow up, yeah, my rims is crawlin'
I'm knocking the boots, the timbs is callin'
It's OPM we just in here ballin'
I f** her on the phone while her friends is callin'
Just text or somethin', groupie hoes always tryna get next to somethin'
No way these girls keep looking at me
Damn, I must be what's next or somethin
No flexing or nothin', you stole my style, arrest this son...
I been rapping since '08 my n***a
I can make the best of somethin'
I'm the best is your best a**umption
Money comes with happiness
If you can't have integrity and be rich, I'mma take half of it
n***as rhyme so immaculate
Threaten me and I'm packing it
I'm spending money and stacking it
Might buy a car on accident
Huh, and now you wanted my n***a
And that's what you wanted my n***a
We not that deep, but everybody in the clique down
That's what I ever wanted my n***a
Before I go to sleep, pray the Lord never make me weak
I'd rather a G wagon then a Jeep
I like good girls, but I rather she a freak
And my n***a Shawn Chrys on the beat
Preach
[Hook]