Grew up in the worst circumstances who can I trust
Watchin for deceitful ass niggaz reading their bluff
Everybody goons until they facing that time
~Do my dirt alone cause niggas will leave u stuck in that bind
~Learned the game from the cluckers -and the niggaz that served them
~Sittin at the round table with niggaz clutching a burner
/Walked around with ounces of weed stuffed by my sternum
Rollin with the harden felons who serving to make an earning
~Swisher sweets slowly burning learning these niggaz ways
From the city where these niggaz will blow in broad day
Making moves with the commission
My vision was to get paid
Couldn't see myself profiting off minimum wage noooo
Came up from the gutter all odds against me
Needles were scattered thru the crib -childhood was shitty
Show no pity I'm somehow made it thru this gritty city
On the corner with niggaz hustling for every penny
Homicidal niggas addicted to that gunplay
-Moving work at sixteen started with a eighth
Paranoid that the dics might raid the place
~While anticipating hate from niggaz that's around the way
24 hrs serving in and out dat mini van
Cold days long nights work switching hands
Came up from nothing all I wanted was a pair of pants
Turn into a cold hearted nigga f*ck u and ur mans
When u on —niggaz hate to see u making cake
so we coping k's to keep em shook like electric gates
Crime pays but there's consequences along the way
Feds will leave u in that cell to let ur ass decay
Hommies tryin to touch green like a fairway
Try Come between it they'll make ur ass intended prey
Welcome to the jungle where the lions lay
Guerrillas with banana clips and a throw away
