[Hook] Crack c**aine, cup full of lean About 10K stuffed tight in his jeans He said when he get put on he gon' buy it by the ki [Verse 1] He had dreams of seeing the pyrex over the flame Cook it up, ship it out, then all over again The storm's coming for sure, just be ready to slang That old Bobby Brown, can you stand the rain? He ain't in it, enter the game, trying to make a name He got a new edition and he ain't crying because of pain Lying to his momma, “I'm trying to make a change” Soon as she turn her back, he back to selling caine He told her it's the only way out This Hell what evil sells and good stays out He love the hood but he's tryna move his family way out Put his momma on the beach somewhere where she can lay out Little something for his son, hope the bank pays out Couple gun, ‘cause he don't know how this movie plays out He wanna tell his momma that he got a plan But she wouldn't understand, white cup in his hand [Hook] Crack c**aine, cup full of lean About 10K stuffed tight in his jeans He said when he get put on he gon' buy it by the ki [Verse 2] Nothing but money on his mind all day, no sleep Yeah he can grind all day, gotta get it Any means, stop and shine, no way Tryna hit 100K, who say that crime don't pay? Never that Little beef around the way yeah he can go and settle that See that bulge in his waist is where he keep that metal at See you got guns, that like the pot when he call the ghetto black Boy he not scared of that, this is his natural habitat He keep hearing a voice in his head though Plus his momma said she won't quit praying His friends keep coming up dead though That old reverend at the church keep saying The nights are so dark on these streets son That life that you live is no good He turned and told the reverend, “I'mma die here I'm sorry but I'm Clive Lee Hood.”