You know I'm a hungry dude,
and if you love it, you's a fucking fool
you're winning and it's finna be
Like a vicious pit bull in the street,
Your charity to the block, bring clarity
I'ma count a hundred million
and keep it before the Caribbean
So dare be, I'm from the city, Maine
Cheryl T and B .B., Chanel and Vera Wayne
I played the block before the beef,
and you should give me game
I get this paper, shock the world,
We be the city, we the city,
Till my niggas lock down, get free
I keep slingin' from the heart,
It's good for the people,
Till my niggas get right in the streets
I keep slingin' from the heart,
It's good for the people,
My niggas hungin' for years,
in the prisons for cleans
Bitches really intrigued,
but shit's inside of they jeans
my life is all bein' free
when they have thoughts of me
I'm a millionaire status,
where you get a job for me
Drinkin' a hundred tracks,
Yeah, we on that, an d he on that,
Real street niggas can define these bars,
Make it rain in the summer
and I wouldn't drop a dollar
Doin' good, I'm a family man,
I wouldn't stop and holler
When my niggas locked down, get free
I keep singin' from the heart,
It's good for the people,
Till my niggas get right in the streets
I keep sluggin' from the heart,
It's good for the people,
We ain't hearin' what you sayin'
There's murder in the streets
They bout to bring the draft back
Have a youngin' for a tour
my people are law -in formin'
The dignity we must've had,
it must be layin' dormant
Well, where's your heart at before that?
In my heart, I got a nation to save
So much blood in the streets,
I feel like makin' a change
Niggas come to me, so we keep it safe
If it's you, it can be me,
I rap hard for my millions,
I can feed you, but you gotta pay yourself
I rap all for my mans, yeah I made myself
but you gotta pay for yourself
I keep slangin' from the heart,
Till my niggas get fried in the streets
I keep slangin' from the heart,
I'ma stand my ground and we all gon'