No tie, never follow the law son
All our families feud no Richard Dawson
Or Steve Harvey hardly my team party
Dream about the bread and the cheese, my team yardie
Come around in my town we be hard to break
Though many fell victim, jaw bones through harlem shakes
Sniffing Kurtis Blow, hoping to catch the breaks
At least someone you know is bound to catch a case
Rightfully so, we hate cops in the jungle
But then turn around and sell d** to your uncle
A lot you feel that go un-manifested
Hate toward yourself, the system and how you dressin'
Confidence issues and the over compensation
Will make you trade in your values put your morals all on vacation
Either that or complacent
Get it, you ain't Satan
We loving the trap, but yet you trapped in the basement
[Hook: Sosa Shabazz]
Everyday is hard, coming up out here
Everyday is hard, coming up out here
Tripping over crack pipes that's made from soda bottles
How ironic is was a coke that he smoked it out of
k**ing beats, I'm letting the ba** fly
While he's based out, look into the snake's eyes
We cultivated to play crackheads and love the hustler
Knowing damn well they can't exist without each other
We shame those in our family and k** their pride
The angst, whatever's left of their sanity
But if they're pushin' birds out the coupe they fly
No rules to play by, just the state lines
There's nothing's**y about this makeover, losin' weight
Changin' they face through baking soda, they lose they faith
Got lost when she s**ed that dick for a lift
A token so broken, lost her values for a fix
Hurtful seeing my borough endure great pain
All I got is this $100 on me, can't make change
Everyday is hard, coming up out here
Everyday is hard, coming up out here
Ain't no love