Scholarships 2 The Pen(Album Version (Explicit))

歌詞

Bury me a G I took the code at early age, Life as a cook open the book and turn another page I remember tryna make it selling cheap drugs Didn?t have a father so I idolized street thugs Jumping gates and ducking laws on a daily basis At 17 im catching cases now im trading places Im dranking syrup, smoking weed nigga I aint lying But dirty piss will get you 6 months of da county time Im in a grown game pocket full of stones man Just want some street fame so I can have my own name Here come dat cory blunt he actin bad and comin down Dats when I realized da real money out of town Its seems like it took foreva just to get a brick But crack cases and murder charges left the hood sick I met my my nigga Steve showed me a different grind Soon as I caught on they gave my dawg fed time I got some guns but my mind is a betta weapon I love da slap but on da cool it?s a bad investment This hood game is pain and it?s a damn shame This for my niggas in the ghetto who lost erthang Im from the streets that change boys to men And when you graduate they give you scholarships to da pen So please don?t spend yo whole life struggling doing wrong Cuz one day you here and the next day you gone ( Repeat 1x) I pray to God and go to church but I still sin These 84?s and dirty hoes got me all in I know a click of niggas really im just sick of niggas Cuz it gets worse when you get on and u get bigga figgas When I was broke and lonely I could hear them all bumping But thangs done changed and all these fools think I owe ?em sumn. I got bout 10 homies doing double digit bids For tryna take care of their families and feed kids If you can look and listen you can learn a whole lot Im tryna stay free and miss out on getting shot Get ya money man they gone judge you anyway These niggas rite around you gone have some shit to say But this America nigga best believe we all equal The ghetto a lovely place for low self esteem people Im born and raised but I aint tryna die up in da hood I want my sons to know that daddy doing sumn good Uncle reggie was a fool and he was slick as grease But On his third time they hit with a twenty piece This hood game is pain and it?s a damn shame This for my niggas in the ghetto who lost erthang Chorus (Repeat 2x)