day a young lady threw her baby of the roof an' Six niggas died from homicide and drug shootins My homey's mom just went of the loose end From drugs
to launder the cash and never came clean So now I'm in the story with all the cats before me And smoke purgatory for doing the same thing And them niggas
you fuckin' with a changed man Hahaha, I ain't the same, you fuckin' with a changed man We ain't the same, you fuckin' with a changed man We ain't the same
't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape Out the skins, in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessey until I cold hurl Ten
, tellin me I was safe I can't take it no longer father open the gate I seen all I can take, child killin's and rape The same niggas that I used to love
Its the same muthafuckers on the block dope pushing chorus / hook 8 bars You at the carnival of souls were they flow so cold ese G muthafuckers got
go on caskets of those that oppose the squadus Fuck tri-borough, we reppin' five borough Get at these niggaz straight music Yo, friday night, woke up in a cold
now, fightin' for the war Damn! Enough to make you crawl up in a shell Cry for the innocent babies in this hell Stuck from a fast fuck no shelter from the cold Drugs
turf/ Told the girl lies/Promised that he gon work/ She left that n***a/went back to that same jit/ He copped a vert/on ther corner doin the same s**t
your block, make you run Then I run things Piss in a cup, come on, fuck a drug test I'm on my block, knockout kings, slugfest A few beers cold, come
, I lied but give me one more try Got the two bricks new cars new whips But niggas never learn till they end up in the news clip The irony of sellin' drugs
, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a 40 when the sun go down It's a cold winter,
the man of the house is gone You either stand or fall, I chose to stand The hawk outside, so I blow my hand It's a cold, cold world but I overstand
town fakers, zirconian cubic, niggas Only money matters in the game, fuck the fame I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain Music like heroin, leave you numb the same
be gettin' pepper sprayed down Drinkin' with all the boys done got that heifer laid down And it hurts, but don't nothin' change, it's all the same That
need is them G's Money's my high, dollar signs stuck in my eyes Don't come to this strip, bitch, unless you comin' to buy It's nothin' to hide, drug
get your name I love that hour-glass shape you got upon that frame I like the way you talk your game we might be one and the same Now I know you got
t fuck wit' the Sheisty hoes I done did it all, nigga Yo, what would make a scared man pull a trigga'? The same thing that make a scared man act bigga' The same