Situation critical cause sh** ain't nothin nice
Motherf**ers play for keeps so n***az lose they life
Money comes in different ways, the dope game's kinda slow
n***az used to havin money are lookin kinda po'
Dank or dope, there ain't no hope this n***az peelin caps
Gangstas pullin major leagues and brag about the jack
Situation critical this chewy got me stuck
Indo calm a n***a down but keeps a n***a pumped
My partners mamas smokin rocks and turns into a hoe
And since they f** with that right n***a the gat will snort and blow
k**as move in silence and the jokers run they mouth
Fightin fools that don't exist take that n***a out
Cause his love is murder, two jack burgers takin your respect
Coke and dank s** then baked your homies in the set
So flash yo cash and whoop your a** if you've got more than me
And whatever you got is more than mine so n***a let me see
Cause jealousy's reality when it comes to n***az bread
And snitches go from rags to riches bitin to the feds
Cause coke is green and money is king and n***az want the crown
So all you n***az goin up you f**ers goin down
The situations critical with stories on the streets
k** em dead and get yo bread but make sure that you eat
But I ain't done yet
The situations critical
My baby's momas trippin, got my son and I can't keep him
Wanna cry to hear him on the phone, but she won't let me see him
This chewy got me paranoid and goin kinda scared
n***az startin to know my face so I had to cut my hair
Cause n***a, sh** is gettin thick from here to Alabama
Cause every n***a's tryin ta like Tony "Face" Montana
Some n***az talk about they'll k**, but n***a no you won't
Some n***az that dream of playin hoop but end up sellin dope
Cause 3, 6, 5 like everyday man dolja takes it toll
And motherf**as live to be a G Original
Cause k** groups, its keys the juke, and rubber band they G's
Money shows this ain't no joke, well bow down to your knees
Situation critical, f** a 9 to 5
Chewy got these n***az amped and they ain't scared to die
So mix me with that bullsh** and hit me with that bank
Make me with that bammer b**h and rush me with that dank
Time is runnin out partna, time ain't runnin in
My freedom is the only life, so f** the f**in pen
So as I chew my juicy fruit and think about the dead
And all my n***az that had died because they had some bread
My mind is on another level n***a this is typical
Check my eyes I'm dyin inside, situations critical
Situations critical
n***az dressin rich, knowin they broke without a doubt
Born and raised in the same hood in a roach infested house
Situation critical I think I'm bout to die
The enemy is creepin up and f**in off my high
A n***a hit the 5th and makes it home in desperation
Wipe the sweat, hold my chest, and then I plot retaliation
Now before you clown you best calm down cause I read you like a book
Now must you stare cause I don't care, cause I won't even look
Thangs ain't what they used to be a motherf**a told ya
n***az got the mind to k** and that includes the rollers
Cause 2, 4, 7 like everyday n***az servin cluckers
Beatin up the bustas, f**in Tommy Tuckers
Some n***az say they gangstas and they love when money folds
But mosta the time these n***az be beefin over hoes
Cause p**y comes a savage beast and it also makes you broke
Especially when that s**y freak is snortin all your coke
So check my situation fool and check my state of mind
No matter how you makin paper n***a, thats a grind
My indo have an increase this week from eighth up to a half
And nothin funny motherf**a, n***a why you laugh?
So f** this fame and f** these records, motherf** these raps
My mother's broke there ain't no hope, her son ain't got no snaps
Its the same old song I'm doin wrong, fool this is typical
f** the f**in world mama, situations critical
Situations critical