Verse 1 Man I swear that yall don't even f**ing know it So close to the edge but I'm trying not to show sh** up in my head that I can't even f**ing believe Streets ain't where I want to be but damn it's looking easy Bank account dry so broke I want to cry My folk tell me Shid he got me if I want it I told him him that I want it but won't do it 'less I need it He told me that he feel me He don't do it cause he greedy He got a f**ing daughter Need feeding He move a lil this a lil that she ain't hungry And damn that sh** real Cause I know I done felt like I'd k** for a meal I mean when hunger not a f**ing word it's a feel I mean when money's not used for flash but for meals I mean when you got to choose eating and ya bills (Ill) Yall don't get it I live it how I spit it Wasn't born with it So I grind just to get it Tend to show my a** But not due to lack of cla** Mother raised my right But the world did me wrong Now a n***a grown It's f** the world on my songs Not meant for those of you who always hold me down But those of you who hate and fake whenever you around Yeah right now I know I'm down in the bottom of the dirt But it's cool GOD made Adam with a lil bit of dirt Bridge That Na'll we can't talking bout that Why would we be talking bout that We shouldn't talk bout that Yeah man we talking bout that But why I am talking bout that Lets talk bout that Chorus (2x) When every rapper used to slang blocks When Jay started the Roc selling rocks Black folks selling d** o my gosh what a shock O my gosh what a shock O my what a Verse 2 Well damn yall can't really be shocked When everybody know just what's sold on the block When everybody know a d-boy when you see him And every lil broke hood kid want to be him And every ho that see him want to f** him Damn he must be living out the black man dream With rims on a Chevy riding slow looking clean I mean he got everything but know he can always lose every thing Seen on the streets as a king And don't you know what come with being king Everybody eyeing yo crown And if they get a chance they take you down I'm king so my whole fam royal True blue n***as like the Kansas City Royals But I know every n***a out here ain't loyal So n***as turn into animals at night gargoyles And they hold heat like foil But you don't really have a choice on the streets Cause n***as will smoke yo a** like a f**ing swisher sweet Swish Cause everybody ball It don't matter hopping or some crack rock in ya draws Do what it takes at all costs Cause we too broke to ever pay the cost So n***a f** the cost So we take yours like bosses n***as say ungh cause they Rick Rosses Hook Chorus Outro What ah What ah What ah what ah what a ah