I swear that I'll go broke
And when they see my face,
they'll know how long I waited,
that I worked hard and made it.
12 years old, standing on the corner
where the pounds get sold.
And everybody talking about
His brother named Thomas,
he graduated with honors,
now he owes student loans
And both of them pull up on the block
where it's hot, so much love shown
Thomas got pounds like yo
like nobody thought he would live
and you can guess which one
looked appealing to the kid
He put them both together,
trying to come up with some stacks
So we could stop shoplifting
and get mom's office back
My girl holds down my dude,
Every day you pray to God,
Every day you pray to God,
what's wrong with the youth?
You listen to the throngs
of these songs out the booth
Unacceptable, unbelievably young goof
And they tell it all as the tales talk
and the chain for your jeans
But you on the road to school
cause of registration fees
Please, the bulk of these niggas
They ain't livin' what they spittin'
Figure I get it how I live it,
pay it forward and through
So I accrue what I'm out to presume
Listen, you can swim out the cesspool you wallow in,
You ain't even got Twitter,
why you followin' niggas?
you should be ashamed of yourself
You gotta make your own lane
for the fame and the wealth
You know a kid goes to school,
A girl holds down her dude,
Every day you pray to God,
Every day you pray to God,
See, Pac got shot 5 times and blamed big
50 got shot 9 times and became big
Gravy got shot in the behind
and rapped like he was easy
I don't know who sells the
Soulja Boy said his music is fun
That 12 -year -old kid from the
And said, I fucks with Pastor Troy,
I ain't tryna be Reverend Run
where the dough was comin' from
He said shit ain't changed
Tell your broke ass boyfriend
I'm not the one, I'ma get it
I just wanna wake up the world
I swear that I'll go broke
And when they see my face
They'll know how long I waited
That I worked hard and made it