Living In The Projects

[Hook: 2pac] Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on [Verse 1: Jay Rock] Living in the projects doing bad yes we flat broke Thinking to myself like gotta get cash yo So I start hustling serving that clientele, tryna stay outta jail Cause momma got 2 jobs she working em too hard Company got her stressing they pushing her too far Been through some hard times duckin’ dodging’ them laws Running from one time with a dirty rock in my draws Now I’m pushing that car, life of a hood star And when you straight balling now these hoes wanna call Thats life in the projects thats life in the hood b And cash rules everything around me Nothing but killas and dope deals surround g The ghettos like an ocean trying hard not to drown see Rolling up trees getting high til our eyes bleed Dreams of living good like the Cosbys I be [Hook: 2pac] Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Follow me home to my rural apartment On the east side of Watts in the niggas in Gardens The homies outside lifting weights in the front yard Body full of tattoos got the hood on his arm Now he marked for life thats all for stripes Plus the fiends on my block can’t get off the pipe Old heads at the liquor store begging for quarters Talking bout in 88 he lived the life of a soldier Thats life in the projects roaches and rats Smokers out back selling they mamas soul for drugs Dealers in the hood steady moving that coca Gotta get that cash no plans of being broka Neighborhood house parties them thugs is showing up Gang signs is thrown plus the liquor the throwing up Niggas is drinking and smoking and they ain’t even old enough [Hook: 2pac] Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on [Verse 3: Jay Rock] Living in the projects broke with no lights on His momma can’t pay that utility bill Light up a candle and chill So he hit the block got his grind on Homie front him a sack he paid the bill now them lights on Spent his last dollar scratching lottery tickets Fresh out the pen tryna stay up outta the prison Streets is calling so he on the side of the buildings Hustling rocks tryna provide for his children The good die young the youth passing away He was only 16 lost and his life to a stray Plus the lapd tryna lock us away Talking about we gang injunction can’t hang where we stay Thats fucked up ain't it, no perfect picture painted Yeah the hoods the same dog but the worlds changing The ghettos show us love even though sometimes its tainted Reality you gotta face it the hood is what you make it [Hook: 2pac] Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on Living in the projects Living in the projects Living in the projects Broke, with no lights on