got another front again.... can't stay up..5 all the youngster Wana blaze but don't sale none.. they got life fucked up.. got pay cost can't walk be boss can't wake up put on rebocks where my chucks with matchin socks.. bout to hit the streets bet I'll get some to eat... bet I won't comeback until I got a stack off of this batch...bet I'll make a name can't blame Noone other than myself if I'm broke and can't make bail if in jail is where I'll end up.. they gona have to catch up. or get they strap and bust.. cause I got shit to do.. thinking i can just relax when I'm out here working fool.. don't make me rob u.. or kidnap u.. just go along with the song.. cash rules.... everybody getting paper right... well I'm just saying who want to get high may I say I got Playa price don't fuck with blues crack coke just ice police see me and just pass by.. they know I'm up to no good but from what the Dr said I can't be held responsible.. so I'm about to work the front watch for bums they like to jump.. but my mosberg pump make anyone back up.. so I plan to stack up..my pockets skinny I'm feeling I should stop dope dealing but really..that shit silly u know I ain't never gona stay away. . probably I'll be on these ttown streets until I pass away until I'm bald and can't wipe my ass until I see jesus come back... u can find me on first Street grinding finding my success should of stayed in school a been a vet.. but since I'm too cool I'm out with rejects.. trying to make a ball turn into a whole zip. I don't fuck with nothing that's cut.. my custeys feel me that's why they'll holdup if I ain't got they rather wait been the same since high school days.. don't like the shake so we break the dank with scissors on a tray.. I'm a menace since the beginning I'm just admitting my own blessings. got steel toes on in case some dude roll up trying to take my cake.. kick them in knees and watch how they cry when their knee caps break.. got to thank my mama for all the shit she did for me.. and if she dies before I quit I'm have to take the Pope hostage.. tell your father I'm fucken pissed. he better bring back my mother or I'm a jack the Vatican oh shit my pops is mad again I forgot to lock the gate I jumped the fence.. he thinks that I ain't never gona change I guess we got the same brain.. .I'm out here still hustling trying to win but my rent is up.., got to hustle up to pay the front get a re-up. double up been a g I can't give up. plus my son thinks that I'm the shit can't bitch up and buy no Christmas gifts . so I get up be on th block until it's gone I know that we been living wrong but If it's on then it's on I'm keep up with them tweekers.. had Gs for 20 but it all when up.. now it's two for 50 u know what's up.. a straight rebel fuck the devil I don't need no blues... what u pedal