Ayo I drive down it wasn't working out
Couldn't afford a Rolls-Royce so I went ahead and bought a quarter ounce
Fuck it Imma try this corner out
I went from standing on a corner to places I never thought about
I know what being locked all about
I used to stand up all my bum
Got 10 O'Clock when they call the count
Was getting money in large amounts
You went home and came back
I went home and bought a house
Now they love me in Australia
Biggest fears being broke half
And a dude with bars'll tell ya
But don't let the lord jail ya
You gon broke and they stop showing love, I call it heart failure
Was locked in the dark cellar, a raw seller
You couldn't walk a mile in my Margielas
I made land from a grain of sand
And if you ain't taking care of your fam, nigga you maniac
Baby Imma product turned to streets
Ain't nothing we never bought
We know daddy/that he gon be okay
And if you miss the 4 pound drought
You layin in there in your house
Shit, we prolly chillin in your hallway
And you know that the streets don't sleep
My family gotta eat
Man You know I m getting to it all day
And as soon as the sun comes out, ain't nothin' to talk about
Because it's easy you learn the shit the hard way
Ayo, you ain't never got a brick on plate
Opened it up and took two deuces out like you dealing spades
I was young with a pimpin phase
I learned how to make women behave even the renegades
Spent a lot of time gettin paid or gettin in the beef
Couldn't sleep till I seen them in their grave
Target practice with a gauge
Print a picture on a page and shoot at it till the image fades
Teachers said I was a lost cause
Till I bought cause and could've bring it home like report card
Feds want a nigga caught hard, my lawyers fought real hard to beat that first degree assault charge
My wife know that I go hard, she ain't ever gotta work no job but touch a dough knob
Gentlemen shit that ain't no prob
A real gangsta takes care of his family before he go mob
Baby Imma product turned to streets
Ain't nothing we never bought
We know daddy/that he gon be okay
And if you miss the 4 pound drought
You layin in there in your house
Shit, we prolly chillin in your hallway
And you know that the streets don't sleep
My family gotta eat
Man You know I m getting to it all day
And as soon as the sun comes out, ain't nothin' to talk about
Because it's easy you learn the shit the hard way
