B.G. - U See Why lyrics

[Intro] Yeah... See Ya Know Chopper City got all they reasons You know what I'm saying for doing the things they do Know what I'm saying and Imma tell you like this here If you ain't real know what I'm saying we really ain't Got nothing in common know what I'm saying so its like this: [Chorus] U see why I'm on the Block U see why I gotta hustle U see why I keeps my pistol And keeps it real to the gristol U see why I gets my paper U see why I ain't got time for haters U see why I do what I do and only f** wit a few Look... I'ma hustla, all I can thank about is cheese All I can thank about is getting g's mo g's mo g's It looks like hatin' a disease Cause tha mo money I get The mo they they hatin' on me So I peep thru muddy water Spot dry land Smiling all in my face But b**h n***a you ain't my man I understand why God sent me on this ride Cause he know that I'm a soilder That can survive thru hard times Man I keep it real I just play the cards that I'm dealt Most of time you see me I'm by myself Cause n***as hate They smile in ya face They'll stab you in your back Chopper City n***as We don't be rockin' like that If I'm wit ya I'm wit ya If I'm against you I flip ya If I get popped I don't snitch I just take my hit Imma Gangsta The G-Code I was born wit it And Imma ride wit it You better believe Until I die wit it [Chorus] Look... It Hard Sometimes I get down on my knee And ask tha Lord Why I'm still living And not did up behind bars He tell me just chill I got some in store for you All the things I gave Cash Money I got even more for you That gets me excited And calm my nerve down alot I be wanting to go off And murk some on the block Then a picture of my so Poof flash in front my eyes Then reality kick in Now who gone take care mine I don't want him to lose daddy Like I lose mine Lose mine when I was 12 And I've been trouble every since I've been thuggin' every since I've been hustlin' every since I've been touting big pistols And headbussin' every since Carry my back on Hand me my other half And us three together Handle business affairs I'm over due to get these meals huh It's life with Chopper City So you know that sh** is real Huh come on [Chorus] I'ma gangsta But I know long as God in my life And I choose to put him first Everything a be alright So I keep my head up Continue to pay my dues Continue to keep it real And just refuse to lose I straight Lead my click in the right direction Keep 'em on point and focus And let 'em know sky's the limit Chase that money Get that money Stack that money Then you good Don't never get big headed And turn your back on your hood Imma man My word is my bond Even if I'm mad at you I'll never let money and fame Change my charactar My daddy named me Christopher The hood named me Gizzle My dog Slim Always told me keep it real to the gristle [Chorus]