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[Verse 1]
Now you done heard a lot of talk about me and my n***as
Them outlaw world wide mob figures
From triumph to tragedy
To right back on top, and n***as still mad at me?
For pushing that big truck on 24's
A square feet in ATL game lockjaw
Man that's what my n***a got shot for
Being to mothaf**ing raw for these f** boys
See the darkness, see the light, he wanna feel it
Misery loves company, and that's the real sh**
But in 2005 I'm on some k** sh**
Before a n***a sneak upon me and peel this
I'm taking the stand, with MAC at hand
Born k**er like them n***as in Pakistan
It's simple, gotta get 'em before I die
Like the old West see now we load TECs to ride
[Chorus]
I know mama, you did your best at raising me
Now your baby done became a G
When I'm out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat
Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no b**h
So if a n***a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang co*ked
Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me. Real talk
[Verse 2]
Everyday is a new challenge, I'm a savage in a New Balance
A lot of rappers, but not enough raw talent
Blame the machine, but f** it, I'm a hustla, b**h
So we start our own label selling bricks legit
Power to the people, a lot of power in my pencil
We the hope for the hopeless, a voice for the voiceless
Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game
Years later, less members, but the feeling the same
Straight from the heart, we making 'em walk
Live for the day, don't wait for tomorrow
Haters getting they wrong
I seen the streets rap rounda the toughest of n***as
I seen prison put religion in the roughest of n***as
They say gangstas don't live that long, too many turn coat
That's f**ed up, putting cuffs on your folks
Coincidental the Outlawz instrumental
And raising a thug nation, we influential
[Chorus]
I know mama, you did your best at raising me
Now your baby done became a G
When I'm out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat
Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no b**h
So if a n***a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang co*ked
Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me. Real talk
[Verse 3]
My mother ain't made no s**a
Raised in the gutta, I'm a made mutherf**er
All I know is get paid motherf**er
All day motherf**er, one way or another
And ain't nobody nowhere that can stop me
Call me co*ky – you tennis, I'm hockey
Mix a little bit of Pac and Yaki
With black Rocky and my pops who got me
Real talk, I never took a short
Unless it was support, I'm stressin', ain't my fault
And I walk these dogs, I'm a soldier
Don't you wanna be like me when you grow up?
A man of honor, commer, good karma
n***as wants drama, I got the problem solver
Big a** Sig, that's that sh**
Plus the bully, that's a fully automatic
[Chorus]
I know mama, you did your best at raising me
Now your baby done became a G
When I'm out in them streets
The only one that got me is me
I keep my hand upon my heat
Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no b**h
So if a n***a wanna get at me
I be out in them streets, my thang co*ked
Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me. Real talk