Where poverty was rampant,
bloody murder in the night
And people striving somewhat,
others wouldn't win the fight
To give him everything he wanted,
To have and wanted to obtain,
they taught the brother ride
The brother selling drugs
is who the ladies kicked it with
It seems they had the most respect
He got out of going to school
He's doin' lots of Oxycontin
Up on returnin' to the block
and he's an official wreck
hardly ever lets him see his kids
with his dad of doin' bids
but still he bangs his block
His family members closest to him
See you ain't never really trapped
cause we live in the world
He'd rather die reppin' his block
Being respected as an OG's
To cross but what he doesn't realize
Escape from the plot, get out get away
that wanna rep the street
I wish this shit would cease
How many people that you know
it was the thing to be in
Instead of living like a nerd,
but hate the things you seeing
The past ain't nothing like the future,
And the only thing you got
is lint inside your wallet
think of a different plan
I would rather be a grown man
Because a man who loses business
only ends up in a jell -o grave
Nobody lose faith in a life, see
Good will always con quer evil, any day
No matter what people say
you must have faith in a life, see
So we come to tell multitude
Make we go up on we knees and pray
Make we go one more round again
Make we go one more round
Yeah, man, one more round