Matt Solo - M.P.R. lyrics

[Produced by Inflicta] [Engineering by Colton "Hiro" Bonine] [Intro] (It's all bout the respect money and power) You know where I'm from its, it about the respect, money, and power That's all we chase, i mean that's what we grow up, knowing, to live for,) [Hook] It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power Where I'm from they strive for that Live and die for that Pull up with 40 out the window squealing tires for that Where I'm from they ride for that Catch 25 for that Walk up put 40 to the temple eye to eye for that [Verse 1] Saw a man meet his d**h, for 20 dollars shootin' clacks Watched his hand clench his chest, heard the bottle when it smashed Watched the robber get the stash, mama hollerin' from the porch "Not my boy!, not my boy!" oh my God I hear her voice 5 years pa**, now in mask, I stand quiet by the door Wait for fam, co*k the gat, run in, lie them on the floor You know why we here, where's the dope and money See i don't wanna to k** nobody Get over here take me to the dope and money Please don't make me k** nobody Fresh as f** ain't hard to tell, that me and mine jus got us one Hell raisers raised hella buck, that's EC's finest youngest guns Pullin' hoes was never sh**, money, clothes, but never trick I don't even pay attention f** I look like helpless b**h Now I ain't never learned sh** f**in' wit movies But when Scarface said it I swear he was talkin' to me Since then [Hook] It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power Where I'm from they strive for that Live and die for that Pull up with 40 out the window squealing tires for that Where I'm from they ride for that Catch 25 for that Walk up put 40 to the temple eye to eye for that [Verse 2] Cartoons and berry crunch, cartoons and berry crunch 3, 9, 12, 45, and 61 Hard time America, from the drama house where the fights at To my grandmamas til the fight pa** where I spent most my nights at It was cartoons, and captain crunch, cartoons and captain crunch HBO, disney channel, man did i have fun If I could've stayed, I might've changed But i couldn't so I didn't Not my way of placing blame, i knew I'd soon be in the system I was too in tune to listen, to the voices of the warning As a youth I was Imprisoned, by the noises of the morning So so soon I was a victim, to the poisons of the 40 Took the tool with which I'd become, the lore of many stories Lurking at 4 in the morning, at stores or whatevers open For what's in drawers and what they holdin', homie lord knows I was broken Jus a poor soul wantin more than, Ramen noodles and offbrands Opportunist wit Glock plans, find a spot where they got bands It all began [Hook] It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power It's all bout the respect, money, and power Where I'm from they strive for that Live and die for that Pull up with 40 out the window squealing tires for that Where I'm from they ride for that Catch 25 for that Walk up put 40 to the temple eye to eye for that