[Lil' Zane]
Money is mandatory, my game is self explanitory
I hit the blunt as I proceed to tell my ghetto stories
I'm into deep,all my peeps, bring them shovel stories
Some niggaz strapped with their gats, tryin' to kill your homez
Didn't know me, but met the heat when they ran up on me
Left his wife and 2 kids at the crib lonely
Got in the way of a straight bullet when I blast
Tryin to retaliate but keep that happin in the past
Ways of the world, how will I last when the economy crash
I'm goin all out gettin my cash
While spend mine open, with my eyes on the world
Ghettos and jail cells gave me stories to tell
Body swells from the evil smells that I inhale
Evil set me up to fail make my life so real
People tape will caution times being lost my soul series to scar
I'm fighting demons off this, it's the ways of the world
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Even though it hurts my chest
I'm gonna stroke till I lose my breath
lookin to sin since life began
Coming all the way out the water to get oxygen
Please father help me breathe again, at ease again
[Lil' Zane]
Looking at myself in the mirror, I took a second to think
Memories of bein babies, given milk to drink
Without a worry at mind, we would play all the time
They ain't callin it but b-ball took up most of my time
We were hard headed they all said it
From my parents to our teachers and even preachers couldn't reach
us
I say my prays, I gave my momma grey hairs
She lives in fear
The thought of me not being there got her worried scared
They say I look just like my father, without the beard
they should have named that nigga magic and dissapear
A couple months out of the year, he reappears
its all the same, ain't
