Picture me rollin in dat 500 benz like pac and aint got no love fa dez niggaz I put my trust in my glock Yu talk 2 twelve. You da police Yu cross ya dawg yu a op I no dez niggaz  hate Fukem Ain no way I'm stop Aim At ya head  dats off the top Glockpop an nock off his top Them niggaz puss all dat capping Poping shit like dey rock / i spit da truth dey hated den Dey probly hate on me now /  These hoes a fuk ya dawg take ya heart an tear it qpart  Broken hearted since a jit heartles always had these scar a nigga do a couple fts now he dancing wit stars the same niggaz i use to hang witb dey changed on god i smoke my newport to tbe bit an pray dey free my dawg Cuz green asf he took da stand Pussy nigga told on chill Dis is the life we praise we hustle fa better days they lock us up in a cage it be ya niggaz who change im searhing fa better Im tired of all of this pain Momma told me to have faith Im praying fa rain This is the life we live Apologies to my kids Unfortunately lifes a bitch I got it up out the ditch These crackers they tryna kill us Dont want to see us with millions They lock us up inside dez buildings Make it harda on blac woman Now its hard to feed the children Even thou she indendent. She still need a lil assistsce these cracks lock us up an try to go fuk our woman. punk bitchs Its hard fo me to hold back tears..... Danm cuz y yu pop those pills Momma raised a hell raised razor like da og pac They say i should of sign a deal. They waiting on me to drop Heart of the 3 im from the 3rd free my GG block and fuk dem pussy ass niggaz I on fuck wit niggaz period most my niggaz gone and half of em in prison Q