G-Dep

A yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots
Spent time hustling, running from cops
Broke as a joke, no ends at all
Cant play ball and my Timbs is small
Cant buy trees with government cheese
I rather be where its breeze, niggas bubbling kis
My moms got two jobs one on her knees
and writin letters to the governor "Please call off the deeds"
My baby mother with another brother with cash
and drive by roll down the window and laugh
I solve all my problems with indo and hash
Bought my daughter a Nintendo now she calling it Dad
My landlords a jerk, the water dont work
My little sister twelve and she bought her own skirt
Rather do Kirk than do her homework
Talk blunts and boys and shell jump for joy
Shits twisted, opportunity not but I missed it
Out in the park gettin lifted
So now Im sittin here shit out of luck without a buck
and it dont make a difference
So do you hear me?
Cause if you dont Ill come up close and say it clearly
I got to know I got to go
I strive for my pay each and every way
but this type of shit it happens everyday
Its like Im trapped in a maze walk around in a daze
I wont rest til Im paid or Im down in my grave
I wanna look tough, but my sneakers is scuffed
Everyday pants in the week is enough
I had a little money but it came and it went
Now its either pay the rent or stay in a tent
and it dont make sense how the shit is intense
and all you got up in your pocket is lint, you get the hint?
I had a cigarette for breakfast, just for beginners
Cried for my lunch and sleep for dinner
I tried to go to church, priest called me a sinner
He called me everything except for a winner
Im walking in the rain wishing things would change
It aint a game, mad I pawned all the rings and chains
Emotionally scarred form losing my job
Pass the nod nigga, times is hard
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So do you hear me?
Cause if you dont Ill come up close and say it clearly
I got to know, I got to go
I strive for my pay each and every way
but this type of shit it happens everyday
Now would you check me?
If I was you and you was me, would you respect me?
I got to know I got to go
I strive for my pay each and every way
but this type of shit it happens everyday
I aint gonna front, all I want is a blunt
a pair of blue and yellow dunks and my hundreds in chunks
But, people see me, put they purse to the front
Im waking up early on the first of the month
Honeys dont respect when you call em collect
and its 25 cent you can call em direct
I put my life on the line I aint making a dime
Nigga call me "Never mind , man youre wastin your time"
A yo, Im livin in the ghetto and Im tryin to survive
At the same time a nigga rolling by in a five
Can find a drive for a 9-5
Its like I only get by when Im feeling the high
And I aint got no smoke, the elevator broke
Im at the end of my rope tryin to find a way to cope
Im sipping on Gin thinking how I could win
I dont know where it begins but this is where it could end
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