Illimination.

[Meek Mill]: And he only nineteen, that's terrible It was me and you yesterday, sellin' them Now you in the cage, sick for days while I'm tellin' them On some other shit, them fuckin' crackers got my mans on punishment He caught up in a bunch of shit, they caught him with some onion shit Plus them chopper cases, this shit is real, they throw a deal at him, he gotta take it It's like I gotta make it, to get my homies out This rap shit and this crack shit, my only route They got me zoning out thinking about ways to get paid with my chromie out Going about days til I age, I seen plenty niggas laid in that grave while time kept ticking Man the gang ain't a game, niggas caved in a cage, you living like your worst dream His son's three, he won't get to see him 'til he thirteen I thirst cream, tryna get my momma out for good cause there's drama in the hood Niggas wildin' in the hood, we still here we still here ridin' in the hood I peel there, you still there, dying in the hood In a puddle with blood, ain't no brotherly love for them birdies Niggas get dirty like a puddle of mud Rick got pizzop They got the uizzop He down for a body and they got the shotty Him and lil Donnie they down for the cizzount Feds gave brick to Donnie, caught him with an izzounce Niggas disappear and shit, my man had to bizzounce Said he did a stabbin', niggas fuckin' faggots Talkin' what they bout, but soon as you let em have it Niggas grippin' pictures and pointin' 'em to the captain Around here its a lot of stress, not only that, niggas dying everyday I see a lot of death It's either me or you probably next Thats why I'm tryna move my mom and get my sister from up out the -jects To see the good life, this just the hood live I'm living bad, I'm tryna see what livin' goods like Theres niggas makin' millions, theres niggas dead broke Man i'm so motherfuckin' hungry, man, my head hurt I'm only seventeen, seeing shit I've never seen Youngin' in the struggle into trouble, I ain't never leave I'm right here, everyday a nightmare You can front if you want, you'll lose your life here If you ain't built for it, you'll get killed for it And for the love of the money, niggas go on tilt for it Nigga, what you shook for? You gotta die some day God damn, man, my fam, gotta cry one day Reality's a bitch, I gotta make it rich If not that, then its a wrap, I'ma die up in this bitch I ain't tryna see them bricks or that big brown box in the ditch filled with dirt and a stone on top I done grown more wise and I got way older See the devil in my eyes cause my heart way colder We in the game of illimination This what we livin', you should listen cause you niggas playin'