SoSoon - My Environment lyrics

Vs 1` Shorty (shorty) rock (rock) standing on the corner (corner) Hustling them rocks (rocks) know he don't wanna (wanna) Be like his peers having fun playing sports But he got a mother with a crack habit to support (port) Little (little) man (man) big drug runner (runner) Very little plans (plans) living in a slumber (slumber) Big hopes, little dreams trapped on the corner With the rats and the cats selling that marijuana (wanna) Baby (baby) girl (girl) started off good (good) Every (every) day (day) walking thru the hood Met a guy who seemed nice seemed right so it seemed like Two years later baby girls in that street life Cause seemed (seemed) like nice man got a plan (plan) Shorty (shorty) rock (rock) eating out his hands (hands) Little (little) man's (man's) bringing in his money And baby girls got a baby girl in her tummy (tummy) Chs: Im'ma (Im'ma) product of my environment I import the product into my environment I be on the block till the cops come a firing Cause I support the conduct of a survivalist Im'ma (Im'ma) product of my environment You want it then I'm selling it you got it then I'm buying it I don't got the elements to worry bout retirement Cause I support the conduct of a survivalist Vs 2' Young (young) motherf**er born in the suburbs p**y like a carpet eater, ziggins call him rug burn Wanna be a thug (thug), so he gets a hammer Plus a colored bandana now he's caught behind the slammer (slammer) Young (young) motherf**er's brother was a follower Big brother boxed young motherf**er followed up Overdose of halo and grand theft auto Almost left without a halo or a chance to see tomorrow (morrow) Teenage mama (mama) 2 little children by 2 baby fathers (fathers) in the same building Building up a bad rep, for be-ing a ho Said she wanted kids early now she's reaping what she so (so) So (so) many (many) souls (souls) lost (lost) In the (in the) struggle buried alive without a shovel Cause young motherf**er and his younger f**ing brothers brother Both boxed cause of lack of love from teenage mother (mother) Chs: Vs 3: This is what its like in the ghetto Where the only ones who make it are the ones who never settle Where the clouds are always gray no trees or green meadows Only greenery, scenery's the weed that we pedal (pedal) (pedal) Kick pushing flipping kush while the kids looking Stuck firm upon the strip like a pin cushion Chicks whips kicks all gotta be good looking But not too good cause in the hood you'll get your sh** tooken Tattoos, thoughts captured in smoke capsules Broken bottles liquor makes the struggle so attractive See the hood will keep your soul captive Till the reaper soul snatches, that's why we're so un proactive So imagine if your soul (soul) was traveling With no physical or emotional attachment This is (this is) this is real life this ain't a movie no attractions Stay in tune cause in this life there is no closed captions Chs: