[Intro: Master P]

Ay yall know Im not perfect

I did a lot of wrong

A man’s family I’ve been changing my life

Im tellin you you could do the same thing

But dont do it for me do it for yourself

And do it for ya kids

Cuz they the future



[Hook x2: Master P]

Let the kids grow, let the kids dream

I was lost I used to hustle in the same street

Let the kids win, let the kids play

If we change for tomorrow be a brighter day



[Verse: Master P]

They call the girls frees, and the boys deeps

Cuz they aint in school and you runnin from the police

Oh you a tough guy, you got a fact ride

Cry like a baby when the judge gave you five

Oh you a gangsta ya son wanna be just like you

Bet he change his mind when the fens came and died you

Oh you a hard head, and you talk bad

A real gangsta in ya eye behind the ski mask

I heart you flipped stacks, yeah I did that

My brother dead cousins friends cant get them back

And since I changed I guess they think I got sauce

I guess you hard when you dead or locked behind bars

Im a real G, aint got nothin to prove

Put down the guns pick up the pens let the kids choose

Let em be doctors, let em be lawyers

Let em make it out the hood let em see tomorrow



[Hook x2: Master P]



[Verse: Romeo]

First I’d like to thank momma for the life that was givin

Got the heart of a lion never needed of prison (uh-huh)

Lost my cousin, now Im [?]

Goin head Jay like prayin to [?]

Got kids in the pent, why they do that cry

Like Queens just stayin in the [?] at line

So much peer fresher, kids smokin weed

I was thought to never follow be the one to lead (yea)

What it been if Frankie died at the age 15 (age 15)

And we never felt the prison of the pin melt kin (pin melt kin)

Life would be a whole lot different no silver rights

Will we still be fightin over black and white

What if, parent days never went to school

I know it would never bit to heart to follow the rules

See, life’s a gift we dont choose how we livin (no)

I thank the Lord every night Im still here livin



[Hook x2: Master P]



[Outro: Master P]

Aint nothing wrong wit change

Just think about it

Put the guns down and pick up a pen

You could be killin the next Michael Jordan

The next Oprah Winfrey

The next Bill Cosby

The next Will Smith

The next young child

They could be the next president

Dont hate me

Cuz Im takin a stand

We be alright

If you play you role

You feel me

Befo ya judge that can dip somebody else

Just look in the mirror and ask yourself

What you do