Trinidad James - 78 Cleveland lyrics

(Intro) They wanna know James, who you do it for? I tell ‘em for my friends, and my family And a f**k n***a that's fanzyn me Dat me up, but they can't stand me Cause I be pain in out here, mane Wearin' that sh** they be scared of, what! ? I can't I know you can't, n***a, I'm original Started from grade A, that n***a official, man (Verse) I said welcome to my life, a life that you ain't livin' This sh** I hear is struggle, single mothers with they children The homeless in the millions, a n***a say sign me And now you think you winnin', but you signed your life to him And a famous man raped her, a scentless cat sent it A tinted two sided gla** so you can see in it This life I hit is scary, you gotta keep your head on That's 78 Cleveland when I used to head home Listening to my head phone, bumpin Biggie #3 Feelin' dead wrong that I wasn't close to my Uncle E That't dead and gone, met the n***a once, and didn't speak, Man, I was young, mane. Yappin' Put yo family first, I'm speakin' from experience Just hit ‘em when you need ‘em, cause a f**k n***a move Felt it but don't believe it, there ain't much to believe in I'm just givin' you a reason, James (Speaking) I know it ain't much to believe in, mane n***as hate on you for anything Most n***as don't like you This b**h don't like you, fo' what! I don', I don't I don't know why, ykwis, but it is what it is You ain't gotta like me, ykwis but you won respect me, At least in my face sh** is You can do whateva you want around my back You know what I'm talkin' bout? b**h! Straight up! (Verse) Aye, CC Yungin up and bout it Givin' n***as the business Known for trafficking bells But I did my thang in that kidure A bunch of n***as wit me, and er'body got bangles My yung n***as out here blooded, they twitchin' up, they fangless My otha part they creepin' Neighborhood that heal gang, MPA yo army Yeah, me and Duke, we still hanging', aye, look I'm from the projects, you can head out of my godlick I'mma country n***a wit a pistol on me I fir the call, I can't hide that Got a firth to pistol, don't fall back Chasing it for my ball back What's up with that mouth dope? You s**in' dick? Don't call back My main b**h's got a main b**h and she got a b**h The one I f**k with My side b**h a lil' jeni, though, cause she got a b**h that she f**k too These stereo-phones don't like the way I do live Excuse me while I search to find a f**k to give Praise to the almighty, alessy lessy I Whacha know about ionite, jaw, rastafarian