Alex Mendoza - '94 lyrics

[Verse 1] What you know about the 8th grade? Three ways to make your life change Take money, make money, aim steady, bang! I was not about to do that I said screw that, never move back Trying to be a legend Not just begging for some food stamps Fist bumps and weed, they get high just for me They gon' turn up my sh**, then get turnt up and geek Don't be eating what you sh** out Perfecting what i give out, to live out my dream You'll hear bout the team These young people, they love rap like I did in '09 I used to write my hooks about Jenny Brookes because boy that girl was fine I used to make believe it was the place to be and section 8 was good Till i got a glimpse of the other side and worked up out the hood And now i walk around with no body guard No guard around for no safe Because when you make out it You gotta bring it home, make a kingdom out your safe Yeah green and white, green and white, some Irish pub we'll just drink tonight Or we could just hit Newbury with a bad b**h for a good time [Hook] Aaliyah took a flight, Michael fell asleep I need some Addy, Addy I'm trying to focus on this money Sonny sonny why you do it? I just answer I'm the sh** All these b**hes want the tip, like a waitress on my dick And I'mma shoota! for the youth, get used to the truth all mighty in the booth They be like hold up, who you? Get used to the face, n***as end up in a noose I need that '94, biggie smalls before i die Ana Ross here to love, in my trunk White girls dancing in the front [Verse 2] You should love me in the city, hope you brought me in the burbs Hope I speak for all the people that believe in what they heard When they play my sh** in school, I hope your teacher stops the cla** Takes a look out the window and I'm standing by a Jag Going vroom vroom, look at me, look at me, look at what we grew to be One kid in the corner came up like mrs., who the hell is he I'm yelling call me a king, please call me a king If I don't speak for the Youth, then I ain't doing a thing And im gonna do what i came to do With my name up and a game so true They call it justice in heaven they fear my flow down in hell I treat these beats like i treat these freaks and keep them under a spell They wishin' inside a well I'm on the way to my wish I keep my focus off that, never take one eye off this Two kids with a dream like Juicy Soundtrack to the sh**'s a movie You are they all woulda moved me Most friends I know would have used me Sayin' "we go way back" Like Jay-Z in a wave cap n***a throwback [Hook]