8ball - What Can I Do lyrics

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8ball - What Can I Do lyrics

[Verse 1: 8Ball] 4 in the morning, now where am I at? On the track Distributin' crack wth my hand on my gat, fat Not cause the spot be hotter than a torch The fiends gettin' they pipe dreams on the back porch I haven't been asleep, tryna stack chips, underneath my mattress I gotta see the judge on the 5th Until then I'm the cake cuttin' cookie making Baking soda measurer, illegal money treasurer Searchin' for an alternate, I'm looking for a way out Prison ain't the way for me so I'm tryna stay out A couple of young n***as I know keep my yay' in steady flow Eventhough I'm tryna stop my clientele continue to grow So I want to quit and get legit and pay taxes Practice new tactics with the GP beneath my mattress What should I do, open a soul food restaurant Where all the ballers come after early morning blunts What about a place for a tight stereo Full of the best sh** like autoradio But I don't know it's a hard decision to make, mane Tryna think of something to do to get out the game [Hook: 8Ball & MJG (x4)] What can I do? What can I do to get out the game, get out the game What can I do to get out the game [Verse 2: MJG] Hell ain't nothing like a laundry for your money Cleanin' up all the fifth, turnin' that sh** to hundred Funny how the baller and beauty and [?] shops Occupy the spaces and places around the block Charges gettin' too damn large for me to take Rules gettin' too damn hard for me to break Hate to stay out the game for so long Tired of doin' sh** for myself, it's feeling wrong n***as that I came up with is gettin' 'noid Shoppin' with strangers, checkin' their own boys Instigations made by certain hoes Got a player hatin' on the down low So keep my mind in the motherf**ing greatest type of condition To avoid being missin' Wishin' that the money would help me forget about all the chances But certain chances led to other circumstances Ridin' in the streets, 4 deep after midnight Packin' the heat that's how we creep to keep the sh** tight But know the IRS know my name, I can't buy a damn thang So tell me, what can I do to get out the game [Hook: 8Ball & MJG (x4)] What can I do? What can I do to get out the game, get out the game What can I do to get out the game [Verse 3: 8Ball] Today is a new day, oh what a lovely day I'm gonna try a new way to make my brain power pay Scope the tight spot to open up a nice spot Supposed to meet the man about the lease on the lot Got half way up out the house, when what do you know Somebody wanted me to re open the drug store Now would it be different if I would juuglin' on the light side I would go meet the man and let that dope sh** slide But every time a n***a come with a bigger figure I gotta dash homie, get my f**in' serve on Makin' fast money, hook me like nicotine This on the street sh** is deeper than a submarine One day I want to have a wife and live as nice Afraid I'm gonna lose my life before I get it right Stuck like glue in this underground life click My hard headedness got me in some stupid sh** [Verse 4: MJG] I thought it was safe to put the house in my momma name 'Till I was busted sittin' and all f**ed up drama came I coulda sold my whole soul to the devil To be smackin' the FED's across the head With a shovel I was howled away A sunny day on my streets Shackle the cuff with no shoes on my feet They slammin' down face first on the brick And looked at my daddy, like boy you betta say not sh** Now ain't that b**h, a real motherf**ing f*g Wanna be hard and hide behind a rusty a** badge Embara**ed as f**, my own kids have to watch While daddy was beaten and being drugged by a cop And now that the bubble had been busted in my sh** They looked at my family like we was all unlegit The block was shocked, because my folks was so nice But the spot was hot, because they son led a street life [Hook: 8Ball & MJG (x4)] What can I do? What can I do to get out the game, get out the game What can I do to get out the game