(Bun B)
 I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
 had to find my place
 But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue
 had to dodge a case
 Had to dodge a bullet
 And the nigga that tried to pull it
 The streets is throwed
 If I don't get lean and blowed everyday
 I feel just like I'ma explode on overload and overdrive
 All my life this drive I tried
 I seen a lot of good niggas die
 Cause somebody hated somebody lied or somebody snitched
 Or somebody's a bitch
 I wish I could change the past
 But I gots to live in the present and pray
 that tomorrow this shit don't last, I'm livin to fast
 Shit, my momma asked me who I was like she ain't know me
 But, to tell the truth I didn't know myself
 I found out she had to told me
 Just to show me just how good I had it
 I guess I couldn't see it
 Mild-mannered I just couldn't be it
 But that was just the way we used to G it
 One of the wrongest niggas I see
 Or one of the strongest niggas I know
 Walkin on my tippy-toe cause the life I live ain't long and I know
 So I put weed in the bong and I blow
 Stay cool calm and collected a neglected
 Child that grew into a man that's widely respected
 Too real

 (Chorus)
 I feel no pain
 I can't complain
 Stuck in the game
 Tryin to maintain
 Cause I'm so real

 (Pimp C)
 We blow big everyday
 But that don't stop our pain
 Or bring back our homeboys that we done lost off in this dirty game
 Got niggas doin 40
 When you 25 that's life
 I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the price
 These bitch ass niggas shife
 Niggas might snitch out they momma
 That's why me and Leroy watch stay strapped and ready for all drama
 Cause we ain't promised tommorow
 But nigga you promised to die
 Nigga can't you see you gettin to high trippin of that potent fry
 At night I talk to God and try to understand
 How people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a man
 I guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone bring them back
 So I just say thanks for what I got and blow on indo sacks
 I still love my piece of change, wood grain and big head ones
 But I had to realize in life everything ain't always fun
 I guess that's true for some
 But them hoes will never win
 Out here just hustlin and grindin
 Tryin to change from niggas to men

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 (3-2)
 My nigga you a ho to me
 Boy you done went off on me
 Runnin round with the fakin and hatin
 I'ma blast if you run up on me
 I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch
 This matter coulda been resolved
 if you woulda came clean and paid my shit
 See niggas disrespect the game but boy you'll never last
 Pullin that ho shit sellin your partner out for a piece of ass
 And fool you claim you real but really need to be shot up
 No respect for your family that's dead
 don't write yo peoples locked up
 Damn I miss my dog he was hog to this game
 Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your name
 You boys is funny
 I'm bout my money
 And oh so true
 Mr. 3-2 when I never trusted you
 I'm too real

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