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