Yeah, from the bottom
For the depths, for the bottom
We come from there, but we still here
We still breath, so long as we got air in these lungs
We gonna get something, no matter how, no matter what
Listen
Yo, my whole block family, we all argue and fight
But if you not family, keep talkin’ aiight?
Will you get them Nikes? Oh you like them yeah?
They looking good on me, you wanna cop a pair
Though it takes some time, we still love everybody
Them like my thug sisters, so Im fuckin’ every mommy
Everybody know my face, everybody know my name
As I walk through I heard em sayin’ "Noble do his thing"
Im flowin’ through this game like Im slidin’ on ice
Brought these niggas insane like Im slidin’ the dice
Applyin’ the wife, but aint nobody dyin’ tonight
We fryin’ the rice, dinner on the steps tonight
I bet your life I just might stretch your wife
Stretch your dime, stretch your doe, and stretch your time
It might sound short, then Ill stretch the rhyme
Nothin’ but another day, know I aint gonna lie
I still remember when a nigga didnt have a thang
Curb surfin’ on the corner each and every day (every day)
For all the people ‘cause I never find a better way
Aint gonna stop me from hittin’ when I see some paper (Im gettin’ it nigga)
Somebody tell me whats the price for a better day
But it dont matter, Im gonna get mine anyway
But in the scene Its like I still hear my feet the same
Can we get paid? just wanna get paid
Man I wasnt born with it
But Im gonna get it
Let it be known Im on a mission
From boss livin’, no bullshittin
And I dont sit around niggas who dont want nothin’
And I dont kick it with these bitches who always want somethin’
Im my own man, own plan, been that way
Lost my father, shit got harder man, and since that day
I never ever really trust the world again
Age ten, feel frustration
No patience when it all forego
Fuck takin’ it slow
Id rather take it and blow
I still roll daily
Only stoppin’ for my babies
Im a hard luck nigga
Keep your guard up nigga
Large cut getta
I gotta have my piece
Ill chop it up with ya man
But I gotta have my piece
You cannot be mad at me
Im game tight on all sides
Obstacles cannot damage my pride
I manage to ride, but be it wasnt easy
Young struggler, livin’ for the love of us
Outlaw
I still remember when a nigga didnt have a thang
Curb surfin’ on the corner each and every day (every day)
For all the people ‘cause I never find a better way
Aint gonna stop me from hittin’ when I see some paper (Im gettin’ it nigga)
Somebody tell me whats the price for a better day
But it dont matter, Im gonna get mine anyway
But in the scene its like I still hear my feet the same
Can we get paid? Just wanna get paid
Im bluntin’, so Im strapped, and Im starred and cautious
Aint nothin’ but a day at the office
I stand-alone so I cut my losses
And sometimes I drink until I feel nauseous (ha)
Its not easy, believe me, its no fun
Still I chase my paper, till I cant run
And I was still just a kid till I had one
If not for bad luck, I probably wouldnt have nothin’
Its two Gs and I just cant quit yet
Through all they mind so I just cant sit back
I stand strong so you know I dont get checked
The born Outlaw so you know I aint wit that
My younger days in the day tryna figure out
A million ways to get paid in a bigger amount
It aint a mystery, its elementary
Cash rules, and thats the way it was meant to be
(?) Eat now, Im kinda low in the pockets
House lookin’ like shit, volts is climbin’ out the sockets
But thats how it is in twenty-three a.m.
Brick City, N-J
Besides Cali, its the home of the A-K
Im paid to roll, was raised to roll
But at least in my heart, Ive always felt alone
I stayed strong through all the times I supposed to
I pray to God daily, you barely when you supposed to
Close to the money ‘cause its close to my heart
In my life, death aint nothin’ but a walk in the park
Hard times gettin’ sweeter now
I guess Allah must have blessed us ‘cause we eatin’ now
Come on
Reminiscing of the days we was broke man (broke man)
We still missin’ tryin’ to get it, its a sure thang (sure thang)
The forecast for today said its gonna rain (gonna rain)
( Can I get paid)
Heat showers on the block, still we gonna hang (gonna hang)
Live yours, and you know Im tryin’ to live mine (live mine)
Get yours, ‘cause I aint tryin’ to give mine (give mine)
Everybody comin’ out at the same time (same time)
Nothin’ but another day, know I cant lie
( Can I get paid)
Reminiscing of the days we was broke man (broke man)
Heat showers on the block, still we gonna hang (still we gonna hang)
( Can I get paid)
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