This is something I wrote yesterday on the job. A bunch of shyt that I had on my mind lately, just all came out at once.
Verse 1:
I wasnt raised to be a hoe, I was raised to be a killa
a souljafied mothafucka grew up with guerillas/
A city where if u aint a headbussa u wont survive
goin hard on the block sayin fuck a 9 to 5/
Cus Im in the kitchen cookin dope like its on the menu
a str8 survivor cus of the shyt that I done been thru/
Im the realest that u ever heard about or seen
alotta fools say they real and dont know what it mean/
I aint never been the one to give a fuck about havin friends
cus it when came to it, they was phony to begin/
Sometimes I feel like my life is a no-win
plenty people did me dirty but it wont happen again/
Cus they turned me from a good person to a beast
all I ever wanted was to live my life in peace/
But drama wont allow me and thats just to say the least
one of these days this bullshit gotta cease/
Verse 2:
People ask me why Im so addicted to the streets
cus its fulla mothafuckas just thats just like me/
Its a cold world thats a fact we cant hide
if u dont hear from yo people in an hour, they might not be alive/
I came up most of my life with no helpin hand
but in all reality, thats what made me a man/
I dont respect you if u hustle for a rep in the streets
I respect you if u hustle for your people to eat/
Thats why alotta young people end up on the news
sellin dope cus they wanna buy the latest clothes and shoes/
This a dirty game bruh u gotta pay ya dues
if u dont then trust me, yo ass will lose/
Its alotta yall sleepin in the game but ya need to wake up
cus the streets is fulla clowns and they aint wearin make up/
The real power in this world comes from building wealth
be about ya money, fuck anything else/
Verse 3:
That mighty dolla got fools crazy in the dome
thats the reason why I never leave my gun at home/
Cus I aint tryna end up in the back of a hearse
or have my fuckin face on the front of a t-shirt/
People try to hold me back, I wont forget 'em
cus u cant hold a man down without stayin down with him/
Fools around the hood always wanna perpetrate
then they wonder why we got such a high murder rate/
U got killas around here no older than 12 years old
packing guns bigger than them and aint scared to let 'em go/
Cant even ride around without laws tryna set ya up
even if you all legit, they still dont give a fuck/
People dont wanna face it, this is hell we livin in
this is somethin that needs to be said, I gives a fuck who I offend/
Real talk is the only language that I speak
it appeals to the real and offends the weak/
Verse 1:
I wasnt raised to be a hoe, I was raised to be a killa
a souljafied mothafucka grew up with guerillas/
A city where if u aint a headbussa u wont survive
goin hard on the block sayin fuck a 9 to 5/
Cus Im in the kitchen cookin dope like its on the menu
a str8 survivor cus of the shyt that I done been thru/
Im the realest that u ever heard about or seen
alotta fools say they real and dont know what it mean/
I aint never been the one to give a fuck about havin friends
cus it when came to it, they was phony to begin/
Sometimes I feel like my life is a no-win
plenty people did me dirty but it wont happen again/
Cus they turned me from a good person to a beast
all I ever wanted was to live my life in peace/
But drama wont allow me and thats just to say the least
one of these days this bullshit gotta cease/
Verse 2:
People ask me why Im so addicted to the streets
cus its fulla mothafuckas just thats just like me/
Its a cold world thats a fact we cant hide
if u dont hear from yo people in an hour, they might not be alive/
I came up most of my life with no helpin hand
but in all reality, thats what made me a man/
I dont respect you if u hustle for a rep in the streets
I respect you if u hustle for your people to eat/
Thats why alotta young people end up on the news
sellin dope cus they wanna buy the latest clothes and shoes/
This a dirty game bruh u gotta pay ya dues
if u dont then trust me, yo ass will lose/
Its alotta yall sleepin in the game but ya need to wake up
cus the streets is fulla clowns and they aint wearin make up/
The real power in this world comes from building wealth
be about ya money, fuck anything else/
Verse 3:
That mighty dolla got fools crazy in the dome
thats the reason why I never leave my gun at home/
Cus I aint tryna end up in the back of a hearse
or have my fuckin face on the front of a t-shirt/
People try to hold me back, I wont forget 'em
cus u cant hold a man down without stayin down with him/
Fools around the hood always wanna perpetrate
then they wonder why we got such a high murder rate/
U got killas around here no older than 12 years old
packing guns bigger than them and aint scared to let 'em go/
Cant even ride around without laws tryna set ya up
even if you all legit, they still dont give a fuck/
People dont wanna face it, this is hell we livin in
this is somethin that needs to be said, I gives a fuck who I offend/
Real talk is the only language that I speak
it appeals to the real and offends the weak/
