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I used to be broke, fooled by the system But now I got my cash, they can't resist 'em I was a dupe, they thought they had me But now I'm getting revenge, I'm smashing 'em, see? The fame came quick, they love the way I flow But they forgot where I came from, they'll never know I'm angry at the game, I'm angry at the lies But I'll keep spitting fire, till the day I die. I wake up every morning with a heavy heart Thinking 'bout the ones I loved who've since departed Life on the streets, it's a constant battle My homies getting killed, it's a constant hassle Hook1. I pour out some liquor for the fallen soldiers But deep inside, it's tearing me up, it's taking over The pain and the anger, it's all I feel Gangsta life, it's so real, it's so surreal I'm living in this world so cold, Every day's a struggle, I can't hold, The pain and anger, it's so old, I'm just a victim, or so I'm told. It's like I'm stuck in this cycle of pain Living life on the edge, constantly insane Can't escape the drugs, the violence, the hate Feel like I'm drowning, can't catch a break Lost my homies to the streets and the law Can't trust nobody, not even the ones I saw Growing up in poverty, nothing to eat No hope for a future, just defeat Got a gun on my side and a chip on my shoulder Nobody the game left my nose bloody See it's fucked up cuddy.nooo I'm not your buddy Money talks, but lately, it's just whispers I'm going broke, my pockets getting slimmer I miss my kids, can't even afford a sitter Heartbroken, even my girl's got bitter See it's fucked up cuddy, nooo I'm not your buddy Gangster life ain't all it's cracked up to be, so muddy Got me feeling trapped, like a rat in a cage Money can't buy happiness, it's just a business I choose to engage taxes too pay your all modern day slaves my voice threw the radio is no different too you as it's me you see on t.v. burn my cd for free when shit goes bad I'm the one they blame the price for fame change my stage name then come up here and spit how in so hard and ligit I swear when this happens I'll call it quits till then eat a fat dick I ain't got no love for these streets Just pain, grief, a life incomplete Cops on my back, they won't let me be Product of my environment, it's all I see Burning through these stacks, feeling desperate and low-key My pockets' on empty, I'm just a product of my own greed Can't afford the rent, gotta sell my soul just to eat Missing my family, while I'm out here grinding in these streets I grew up in the ghetto, where the only way out was to make it big But that meant slinging drugs and packing heat just to stay alive I saw my homies get shot down in the streets, left bleeding on the pavement Now I'm paranoid, looking over my shoulder, wondering when my time's up Now I'm paranoid, looking over my shoulder, Wondering when my time's up, feeling colder. No more cash flow, my pockets feeling lighter, I can't provide for my kids, heart's getting tighter. Missing my girl, she was my queen, Now I'm broke, feeling like a fiend. Got no more bling, no flashy car, I'm just a failure, ain't getting far. Sitting here, feeling so depressed, Thinking about all my past success. Music is how I get this off my chest Family man never soften my flesh The 2 just don't mesh women and drugs A hollow life is what I have left you Can take the money and fame a family man is a sure bet this be Shadow and u just got checked homie