[Chorus x2]
But I love it here,
Just think if I wasn't here
My uncles and cousins here,
My struggles and come-ups here
We sense the trouble near
You bubble, we double dare
... The block is ours and we don't wanna share.

[Verse 1]
Feel my pain like it was yours
Crack addicts bustin' right through my doors
Bleedin' on my lawn, I'm destined to be great
I swear gypsy could read it on my palm tipsy
I'm calm and I blow up like Vietnam bomb history
I lost my moms but no drug abuses beyond 50
Sign of the times twist me 'til I'm found dizzy
My punished and my blood from all the pimps that birth me
Even when I was broke, I was wearing new kicks and jerseys
I live among the sick and scurvy
'Til this day they can suck a dick that's dirty
With symptoms of burning piss with pearly puss
My words are just emotional
Spoken from the bottom of the totem pole
I gotta get a grip, like a rope with an open hole that's chokeable
On a throat that hold a vocal tone
My niggas push coke with no discussion on the mobile phone
Just hold the chrome... they know it's on
... Yeah

[Chorus x2]

(Talking)
Yeah. For real. Real talk right there...

[Verse 2]
Drive-by's, windows bust out, bullets put in the lawn chairs
From a block over, soundin' like Lil Jon snares
Life's gotten colder I'm revealin' the smurf
How's hustlin' not a job when you feel you at work?
My momma told me to keep my brain in them books
I grew up learnin' only way you earnin' is becoming famous or crooks
And since schools never taught us to be entrepreneurs
And we don't have patience to make money off of computers
We live a fast life(fast life) with officers and shooters
Get scars, strip bars with broads taped bras off of their hooters
Such an ugly game, why it look beautiful from afar?
You in prison wishin' they were removin' you from the bars