Raised up to keep my head in my books Mum and Daddy were crooks, didn't want me growing up like em' When dad died mummy died inside her mind And shit changed, she fell down but she came back fighting
I grew up in a struggle plotting and scheming to get my family out the jungle Wheeling and dealing before we let our bellies rumble We were shutting up the hustle If you've never had to hustle we out ere started out to double
Survival of the fittest, rags in to riches Money over bitches, I'm like tell me how you living Looking in the mirror at myself like I did it But I come up from the dirt so don't nobody forget it
When I thought I was destined for nothing Sleeping at my cousins, hiding all my weed up in his cupboard Stealing off another just to feed my brothers Tryna keep it thorough, nowadays it's three hundred
Standing on my own two feet, but if you got me, I got you My little brother's up in jail they caught him robbing a brothel Should of brought him to my show, he woulda stayed outta trouble Instead I went there on my own and let him get in that muddle
Free combat, a star, bungle an Ben And anybody that I fuck with that be stuck in the bin A lot of people try and take without nothing to give But I don't share shit, I'd rather throw my food in a bin
I been out here trying to do it for my children 1 just turned 5, yeah I got 5 that got aborted Back up on my bullshit, S got that full clip For any mother fuckers who be acting like his balls big
'Til the day I die live like I ain't' living twice Got my money right before I acted like my money's nice On my mother's life cross my heart and hope to die Never thought I would make it but made it, even I'm surprised
Real G's beside me, I ain't got my hood behind me My brother crime be up town and he for ever grinding Fuck screaming highly don't nobody take me lightly I'm the ugly white boy that's fucking all the lighties
??? ??? all I got to do is dial them All I gotta do is what I do and what I do is rhyming Ain't a rapper like me someone tell me that I'm lying Puffing all this weed, it's got me feeling like I'm paragliding
You didn't know that I'm the man I'about to underline it I'm to high up for these snakes and now am dodging snipers Dodging bullets and then praying that they hitting pythons I hope to go and peace in silence but I bet it's violence
Fuck, if I blow, you will know what I rap about I just wanted money now there's money in my bank account Now my little baby ain't gotta grow up in no hand-me-downs Bread went and put food up in my family's mouthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
