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Hey I got a dolla in a
But its all a n-gga got so its about green
And im all up in spot
Hey

1]
Yeah the state of a young black genius conflicted
The life I done seen on the screen is addictive
and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the hoes that I about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing shit I neva had
Waving gats instead of the American dream
Why do we cling to the
Knowing they
My n-ggas high enough to swaing from the
Ink the pen spilling on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my book
Still the from girls shot and killed fill my head on a daily
At times I question God can you blame me they tame me?
My voice screech the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he will not fold you not see a priest on him
He not slip or lose his grip they got them cleats on em
But never will he run unless you call on em

One time, two times, three
Sometimes I scrap sometimes Im throwin up the peace
Its two sides to a though
I said Its two sides to a yo
Ey look im feeling high
im feeling low
Lord will I die I survive let a n-gga know
You say you know me but what side did you get to
Its two sides to a yo yo yo

2]
Yeah some pussy put out on me and my mans
Wasn't for the pistol we drop em right there he stands
But still we never ran foolish pride made us stand there
Not understanding we could our life there
And then the hit us, bout the close calls from long distance
Ugh as lil n-ggas in the we was trippin
Type of nose ass to watching the fight until its over
They ran when the gatts out, I moved closer
Foolish was I thinking? wasn't trying to be cool its
the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger
When a get to violating
He on me wide awake, bitch i,ll annihilate him
Im tired of on my ticket out this mothaf-cka
Hope they don't kill me I get up out this mothaf-cka
I go,
Now can I be that n-gga I thought I was? I gotta
Will I make it like I thought I I gotta blow

3]
Yeah I seen heaven, seen
The two of the Ville
One side dreams, the sides real
One side schemes, the other deals
the pain brings another mother cry still
Why the am I here God?
That n-gga died why the f-ck am I still
I feel ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this to me
And all I seem to focus on is all stress on me
Bless homie we
Cold world got me
Wrote when I was broke so hey I guess we even
Though it blows demons trying to stop from bustin semen
In an unfamiliar bitch I know my n-ggas feel this
How I f-ck her raw? And I just met the hoe
My took over it aint never felt this wet before
Im stressing in my mind but its way to to stop it
this shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket
Lets change the
I go berserk
I'm so alert, down 95
Naw I finna to go to work
I'm headed back home aint staying that
I'm chasing dreams im paying back loans
I'm paying dues that a n-gga tax on
Im tryina like a n-gga playing saxophone
Im playing daddy to another n-ggas
worry even Jesus never saw his real father
I bother me at all though
Yeah say it bother me
They got me thinking bout my mom
Man I cant wait to sing this I be like, I be like

Hey cry hey ohh no
We gotta worry bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how bill get paid
We aint gotta how the meals get fed
Hey cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how them get paid
We aint gotta how the meals get fed
Hey Hey Hey