i see alot niggas out here tryin 2 be hard in tha street/
until they fuck wit tha wrong nigga and they heart is on tha street/
this is tha life of a nigga straight from hood/
which never consists of iced out chains or shouting "whats really good"/
i hope u truly understand/
how this type of life can consume and kill a man/
just like if a nigga swears he loves the ghetto life/
but just doesn't know his boy is ready to stab him in tha back wit a knife/
because he heard that he slept wit his wife/
when it comes to tha streets honesty and trust is in short supply/
and if you don't have enough of it if not u somebody is goin 2 die/
another scenerio if a nigga tryin 2 get up out tha hood/
really try 2 do something wit his life and only make movements that r good/
but one day just happens to make tha wrong turn/
and be4 he knows it he is feeling how tha shells burn/
i don't want u 2 make the assumption/
that if u coming from tha hood u will come up 2 be nothin/
or early in life ya final destination is death/
because u could come 2 be tha one wit tha BILL GATES type of wealth/
and if ya got big dreams/
make movements so that u can move on 2 bigger and better things/
and then HOVA won't be tha only one laying way back in tha MAYBACH/
one last thing be4 u grip tha heat/
ready 2 cock it back and knock a nigga off his feet/
wouldn't u want someone speak words rather than shells when they first meet/

just something 2 think about
holla

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