Show me what your gangsta like Got the balls to take a life
Brody locked down on level 5 Can't get the phone at night
Johnny Dough caught 75
He took his family life
Rip Bray, Flossie, and Zlayiah Cried to sleep that night
Ain't been thinking right
Grab my pole to sleep at night
It's hard to trust
When I do, I get to thinking twice
It's hard to love
When I do, I can't feel it right
I feel everybody shiest
Life ain't got me thinking right
Thinkin' bout the money though Stackin' tired of being broke
Boy when you gon' grow some f*ckin' nuts
Stop bein' a hoe
You ain't tired of bein' a joke
You ain't tired of bein' a clown-ass nigga
That's fasho
You ain't tired of bein' a goofy-ass nigga
With no hope
Cornball, goofy guy, can't be me
Oh no, oh no
Movin' past you, my life been movin' faster
Playin' with dog shit, I bought this, I had to have it
Brody caught a case, he was runnin' in them scatty's
F*ckin' up 8 Mile mashing before he crashed it, damn
It's not where we at, it's where we goin'
It's not where we at, it's what you got and how you doin
It's not what you did, it's what you doin'
It's not what they said, it's what they doin
I see you grindin', nigga, keep goin