It was all a dream I used to write raps in my notebook A baby G tryin' to walk like Eazy-E [2pac] was the shit to me In my front room tryin to sing Jodeci My cousin Trell thought he was Ice-T Minutes came out I thought I was k and b And the realist nigga came to me Lost daddy and it really made a man of me Dropped school when I dropped out 'Cause my momma need help Fuck that so I'm out teenager With a baby then I had 2 Stayin with my grams at 1132 Walked in the streets Were most niggas don't make it In and outta jail man niggas can't shake it So many people did me wrong That's why I had to write this song
They said I'd never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm from the hood were they make it baby They said I never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm on fire and I'm paper chasin'
One shot for the Hot Boys Them niggas make me wanna get a nine boy Never thought I have cars like I got cars Never thought I have broads like I got broads Same girls wouldn't holler at a broke nigga On my dick like flies on shit so I treat her like a ho nigga Lost some niggas in the struggle The night I lost I, I lost my brother Gotta get paid what I told my mother Floss your rolex because Your son a young hustla Everybody mad while We laying across the street Say we got rich off of sellin' that weed Say the hood good if it good When ya get big money Now the hood wanna do ya in They say I be in the pen but that's a lie Fuck my name up time After time Boosie badazz
They said I'd never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm from the hood were they make it baby They said I never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm on fire and I'm paper chasin'
I'm from the hood were they don't make it Everything they shoot ain't got no safe Everything hood ain't got no patience So, they do time for a stupid ass crime Turf taught me grind nigga shine late Years past by and I got that paper Said I wouldn't make it They laughed at a nigga Now I'm on t.v. a ol' badass nigga Came from the trap across The tracks where its thugs Now I got a house 3 stories like a club People still talkin' bout me but its all gravy So many people love me Somebody gotta hate me I went from runnin' from the jump out Boys to being followed round town By the binocular boys Remember when I used to sit in front the game room Catnicks was the shit on my gamecube
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