Living in the ghetto, day by day
I`m bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay
You better, keep watching me and
Pretty soon, you`ll see man
That I`m a real rich nigga from the Houston streets
Fried out licking, looking for something to eat
I`m on a mission, whipping birds like they stole something
Pain, it make me wanna roll something
I`m a soldier, and I`m outta my mind
Voice mail beeping for days, cause I`m out on the grind
Guess my daddy didn`t love me, cause he turned his back
Therefor the streets is my people, a nigga learned like that
And I haaaad to get up, and bleed the block
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