(ayo This How It Is In My Hood)wake Up Stretch And Yawn/look Outside Just At The Crack Of Dawn/the Next Dollar On My Mind/another Block To Grind If I Could Start Over I Definetly Would Press Rewind/hop In The Whip, In Da Ignition The Key/shift The Grip To D/lite My Tree Then Flee/stash The Glock In The Box And Put The Rocks In My Sock's/hit The Block And I Pitch/ Like Randy Johnson In His Prime A Bad Son Of A Bitch/pull Up To Liq Store Grab Some Ej Large Swigs And Swallow/lite The Rest Of The Tree To Follow After I Finish The Bottle/now Time To Kick Up A Notch Full Throttle/many Parts Of Me Feel Remorse It's Just The Street Jones That Took Control Of Bones/breaking Down 16's To Quarters Like Fast Food Ready To Take These Orders/in The Summer Days Are Longer/in The Winter Night's Get Colder/near Death Experience's Make Nigga's Hearts Get Bolder/eye's In Glaze Thinking Of Way's To Get Paid/mind In A Haze Cuz I'm Stuck In The Street's Like A Maze/shot 3 Time's Someday's I Wish I Didn't Survive/cause Life Is Hard Trying To Make And Thrive/