Mr. Criminal - Only The Strong Survive lyrics

Damn, another year gone by. Homies still locked up, couple homies resting In peace, you know what I mean? Born and raised through out the Southern California side Raised in the streets by Gs, always had a sense of pride Used to being a hand knock, breaking into pad locks Smoking a drinking a little bit to wash away my bathed eyes This was the life for me, bought to a society The homies I came up with had a common orderiety Breaking them laws, a problem with them my society My father didn't want me, understand why momma lied to me They say that God blesses a child that holds his own I didn't know it, but I felt it when I held my chrome Feeling alone, feeling I got the world to roam And it's hard to stay clean, when thieves surround your home Growing up hard dammit, bruised, tatted, an scarred My home away from home was concrete and bars Living the fast life, need to stop before I crash Easy come easy go, living life chasing cash I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the trials and tribulations that a criminal was facin So I guess I gotta face it I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the life and times, ducking felonies, crooked cops And crimes, cause only the strong survive Beat another case fresh out in 98 Did a year of some change, but I ain't changed I ain't straight Got an attitude that's worst, still connect with my turf Pack a little.25, or 2 clips under my shirt Put some weed in diffrent sacs, hit the streets an go to work Haha, that's the way we put in work That was right before the homie, Shy, got shot in the face Around the same time, my homie started takin trips out state Like Huey, tried and convicted as an adult Homies striking out for slanging dope, an pistols a**ault That was the rap sh**, way before the rap sh** started Homies out on the mission, blastin hittin they targets It was us against them, f** the world if we had to I remember when the homie Sk**s gave my first tattoo Rest in peace dawg, God bless your family an all I guess someones gotta answer whenever Heaven calls I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the trials and tribulations that a criminal was facin So I guess I gotta face it I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the life and times, ducking felonies, crooked cops And crimes, cause only the strong survive Now years later in the rap game, sh** ain't changed Besides a little bit of fame, sh** I still live the same Got a lot to lose, so now I stay in my lane But still I stay connected to the homies that bang Ask about me from the rap game, streets, an the system Haters wanted some drama, then this heat's what I give them One of the homies grew a rat, there's no way to forgive him No excuse, you know the rules to this life that we livin An it's sad but I got the paper work to prove it Mention my name in sh** I ain't had sh** to do with Gettin other homies caught up, dragging good names down I wish I could see you now, you f**in b**h a** clown Smile on the day they catch you, let those lips run now Cooperating with huras, so look what you got now You never know who to trust... Turn your back on them snakes, look wat they do to us I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the trials and tribulations that a criminal was facin So I guess I gotta face it I take a look up in the sky, heavy hearted feelin stressed out Take a hit of the chronic, blow my breath out These are the life and times, ducking felonies, crooked cops And crimes, cause only the strong survive A moment for the homies who are resting in peace, Too the homies in the prison cells, Hope to see you soon homies