(I'm a livin' little good
(It's like you never livin'
(Mama said you was a good
And we sittin' on top of this
This shit can go one of two
Either way, nigga, I'm prepared
I be comin' in peace, but
Best beware of the others
This shit deep, undercovers creep
This southern heat make un
Just last week, seen your mama weep
Crying 'cause she don't wan'
The blood leaks while the EMTs
Gotta carry her baby like
Whoa, thank God we survived around
where the terrorists hovered
Though traumatized, wouldn't
it was there I discovered a hustle
And makin' the best out the struggle
I kept grindin' 'til this day,
gotta stay out of trouble
'Cause TEC-9s like to air
Cole World, niggas knowin' what it is
This summer, I do real numbers
Couldn't dare touch it if they
Block hot, niggas burnin' up the street
It's a war, niggas runnin' up the score
Je sus said that you should
Voiceless niggas gettin' murdered
Dead bodies, smell the odor in the street
My homie homie got out on parole
He sold more Coca-Cola than than
Summertime bring the coldest
Hella blues like the Rollin' 60's
Christ went to Heaven aged thirty-three
And And so did Pimp C and so did
(Baby) I told you, I told
This shit can go up, it can go down,
Nigga, I done seen the highest heights
Now I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah
5.0
