(feat. Buddy Guy and Shareefa) 



Hey There 

Hey 

How Are You 

Muah Everything Cool 

I Dont Know, Im Trying To See If You Gon Like It 

Im Gon Love It 

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey... 

Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo 



[Verse 1:] 

My Daddy Told Me This Industry Aint What You Think It Is And Everyday You Will Be Gone You Will Think Of Your Kids 

No Matter What They Throw At You, Get Your Biscuit And Grits, Get Your Kibbles And Bits 

Aint No Riddles I Spit See The Devil Is A Shady One He Lay Up In Yo Crib And Just When You Find Happiness He Run Away With It 

Then You Back To The Drawing Board And Dont Know What To Do And Feelin Like You All Alone And Dont Know Who Is Who. But Its Just Like You, Its Just Like Me, Its Simply It's 1 And 2 Its Just Like 3 

Dont Try To Cuff It, Let It Flow And Let It Breathe, And If You Love It Let It Go And Let It Leave, And If Its So It Come Back Runnin Then You Embrace Dont Be Like Any Other Woman And Turn Your Face, Just Shake It Off Like It Aint Nothin And Hold Your Weight Cuz Pain Make Your Heart Toughen, It Cant Break You. 



[Chorus: Shareefa] 

They Say 

Cuz You Got A Kid, You Done Did It Big 

What, You Tryna Live? 

(They Say) 

Think You Doin Wrong 

They Dont Understand 

Just Where You're Comin From 

(They Say) 

(Somethin Here) 

Only People Go (?) 

They Intentions Show 

But They Wont Break Me 



[Verse 2:] 

Its Like Im All Alone In This Shit And Aint Nobody Trying To Lend A Hand To A Bitch. My Baby Askin Why His Daddy Dont Love Him Yet I Swear To God Its Like A Bullet Goin Through My Chest. Im Trying To Make It By Myself But Scared Of Breaking Down, I Slit My Wrist And Tell God To Come And Take Me Now 

See It's A Battle Wit My Body And I'm Losin Bad 

I Got A Boy, Darkchild, And Dont Know Who The Dad 

That Shit Is Sad 

But We Pushin On Thru The Struggle 

Why Bitches Be Up In The Streets If They Dont Fuckin Hustle 

Thats For Them Knuckleheads 

Boi I Put That On My Uncle 

Im From The Side Of Tracks Where Niggas In The Black'll Truck You 

Act Like A Bitch And Put It Down For The Gang Sign 

(Somethin) Witht Hese Niggas At The Same Time 

A Thin Line Between The Hood And The Hood Fad 

Dont Let The Game Take Me Out 

Im Takin Out The Game Thats On Them Thangs 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3:] 

Its Like I Go Too Hard For The People 

And Every Time I Hit The Booth I'm Just Promotin Evil 

And I Dont Wanna Send The Wrong Message To Tha Kids 

But What About My Niggas Lock Up And Doin Bids 

And All My Niggas On The Block Duckin From The Feds 

Just Keep Ya Head Tied Nigga Do It How Ya Live 

And All My Baby Mommas Hell Naw I Cant Forget 

Dont Let No Mothafucka Tell You How To Rasie Them Kids 

I'm On The Borderline Of Fucked Up And Asses Out 

This Remy Got Me Spinnin Think I'm Fin'a Pass Out 

Father Forgive Me Cuz I'm Caught Up In This (Fair Crout?) 

But I Dont Know No Betta 

See All I Know Is Chedda 

Raised Int He Go-Getta 

They Say The Situations Drastic A Cold (Retta?) 

They Say Some Nigga Just Got Blasted Was No Sweata 

Its Unbelievable Them Last Days Is Gon' Catch Up 

Be Tryna Make It Thru The Gates But He Wont Let Ya 



[Chorus]