[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 1]
Ah, yeah
Hat that got the P, so you know me
I got it poppin' huh
I was in the wood, would link with bro who came from Robbins, huh
Niggas that we knew as shorties had just turned to robbin’, huh
Used to have to sneak shit like QB's but I had options, huh
Up North with my brodies, had to get up with my partners
Couldn't have no feelings, even now, I’m still tryna process them
That's why I write so much
It takes some time to realize what we saw so young
You wouldn't understand, you ain't my mans
Boy, you was not with us
Say, how y'all runnin' things and we lapped y'all a mile ago?
Said we down to go
Bro got more shells than the Galápagos
Took a ride with bro
Tryna show him a different life, you know
Before this, hе prolly would shake somethin' or just take somеthin’
Now I’m tryna teach the kids how they can possibly make somethin'
Crazy how the change comin’ (We used to be broke)
Uh, had him promotin' MP3s (He used to sell dope)
I been- I been tryna sell hope
You know, degrees and shit
But bro got Nick Lachey tryna make the block 98 degrees and shit
[Chorus]
Had to switch my lens, wanted bands, had to focus (I feel him though)
Tryna get some ends with my friends, with my homies (Let's see what you talkin' about)
Can’t work 9 to 5, back then wouldn't nobody hire
You can see it in my eyes, on the guys, I wasn't going
Roll with my bro, he hit serves, they was potent
All them doors was closed but you know we kick them open
It is what it is, gotta get it how you live
You know everything we did is some shit we gon' cope with (Uh, yeah)
[Verse 2]
We seen niggas' talk switch up
When the Glock lift up
And they blocks lit up
That was back when niggas was swisher coppin' and sellin' nicks was poppin'
Saw niggas get to robbin' to pay for Christmas shoppin'
Just to get some Robins, you know, Rocky shit
They would split a noggin (Ayy, subtract that shit)
It's a problem
Add it and multiply couple times (Yeah)
Homie said that it solve the problem
He playin' offense
He said that he had to harm him
You can't defend everybody
Pat myself on my back 'cause I know that Femi got me
Automatics and some semis, prolly
I learned five times out of ten (That whip is a striker)
That the car engine is a Hemi, prolly
I don't go to too many parties
Niggas' dumb and I can't die
'Cause we came a long way and I can't lie
Switched the focus, had to get the bag
For all the shit that we didn't have
We was swipin' shit, wipin' shit, 'til it's clean
You would think it's a Brillo pad
Skippin' class, failed chem, I would skip the lab
Been had the gift of gab (Facts)
I needed funds to mix the raps with some guns
When's the last time you seen niggas cry?
[Chorus]
Had to switch my lens, wanted bands, had to focus
Tryna get some ends with my friends, with my homies
Can't work 9 to 5, back then wouldn't nobody hire
You can see it in my eyes, on the guys, I wasn't going
Roll with my bro, he hit serves, they was potent
All them doors was closed but you know we kick them open
It is what it is, gotta get it how you live
You know everything we did is some shit we gon' cope with
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