We acting crazy like the thugs we are playing gamble in the holl nabo hood  catching some little    cruise My grandma was my last hope in either I feel the the pain right here in my chest cus  I promise mama when I become a men I will make things better but now I'm 24  I still can't keep food on mama table Dear Lord when will this end I don't wanna make money  from the bad side I just wanna be rich and happy till the kill me I hope I win Is my time to make life cool for my family even door I was not rice by my parents but what about my sedins the tried there best but that was not enough for me   as a g Living like a thug was cool the bad side  when I die nobody will carri for me I lost so  many loved ones back in my home town I reminsing all the time we all shed still pray for miss  I tried to make life cool  for my mama but life was heard more heard  more heard  more heard Dear Lord my mama is getting to 90 still no room for  sursss the profath still gives me  reason to got  faith When there is No hope My grandma was against my thug living  my poor ass farther was against it too I hope one day I will kiss poorvart  goodbye  I hope I win Liveing like a thug you gone act crazy  look drifting from the people The street is full of hood lucks Poor connection from the government  Good people got kill for nothing My people looking crazy but what could I do I'm just 24  I only asking God for good life so I will take my homeis out from the ghetto  Many distractions from the government I wish you the best of it all my ghetto boys    One love for my ghetto boys So pictures me rolling