(feat. Russell Lee)



[Hook: Russell Lee]

See me I'm from around the way, but everyday is gun play

But if I had it my way, we would see mo' brighter days

I'm just another nigga from the hood, trying to live my life just like I should

I'm out here trying to stay alive, in this life of crime



[Dougie D:]

Heavenly Father help us, and help us all

Fight with my back against the wall, is like giving my all

Dougie from round the way, in the mist of all of this drama

Do my best to be a good father, and a son to my mama

All these fucking problems, partnas killing partnas for dollas

If I handle it my way, it be brighter days for tomorrow

But I'm just another, nigga product made from the ghetto

Trying to survive in the ghetto, gaining stripes and my medals

Always on my mission, niggaz pay attention and listen

In this life of high crime we living, our future is prison

Tell me can you see it, are you that ignorant and blind

Must you sleep in the coffin, before you decide to mind

Can anybody hear me, open up your soul and just feel me

This is my reason for giving it to you, like I give it

Heaven just hold me, continue to mourn me till my time

And guide me with your precious hand, as I struggle and strive



[Hook]



[Dougie D:]

Jesus oh my God can you hear me crying, everyday we live we closer to dying

Feeling the power of the fire, that's burning inside

I'm on my grind, in a savage land where savage survive

Only two options for your ass, is you live or you die

Niggaz die, on a daily basis constantly frying

Victims of pistol play, and mishabit happy I'm not

Punching the clock, as the world just spin a tying a knot

People lose focus, and they end up in burial plots

From K's and glocks, only utilizing tools for the devil

Straight and it's busy yeah, this working we killing eachother

Help my brothers, do my best to try to be humble

But I'm protecting myself, if they approach me with drama

Not your average man, live my life on faith in this land

Keep my eyes open for snakes, and fuck what a nigga saying

I am a grown man, keep your fucking games I ain't playing

This is my reason, for telling you everything I'm saying



[Hook]



[Dougie D:]

Do guerilla niggaz ever see heaven, when I die I hope you accept me

I been dealing with so much stress, when this earth is unhealthy

Trying to get wealthy, in a world where helpful is helpless

Niggaz won't hesitate, to bless your head with Smith-N-Wessins

Gotta get money, is the only motto I know

Live the code of a G, in the streets with heathens and hunters

Grinding and pumping, on my focus keeping it coming

Mashing the gas on these bitches, I ain't doing this for nothing

I'm everlasting, setting fire to all the gases

Setting slash in my stashes, all neatly buried or baggaged

Crime ain't a option, most of us usually born into it

Not saying it's righteous but shit, it's justified when we do it

All of my niggaz, lend me your ear heart and your hand

Spare me a piece of your mind, to feel what the fuck I'm saying

Hoping you understand, feel my passion pain and my plan

This is my reason, for giving you everything I am



[Hook]