411 (feat. JE$)

I heard meth heads tryna break inside of my momma house I said momma grab the gun in your bedroom next time But that's not what momma bout On the phone with got the 411 And she so worked up that she sobbing now F*ck what your drama about This shit's a problem now How I'm gon tell her I'm dropping out Everything crashing down on me same time I need something to calm me down How I'm gon' sleep when I know I can't be Back home there for her when she's in need How I'm gon sleep When I know it's no peace no love so cold out here in these streets And I swear so it's cold out you hang meat And from all this dirt done you could hang me At least I know my place Ain't got no God, ain't got no faith Ain't got no hope Ain't no one safe I need some grace (No) I'm not okay (No) Please not today Don't forget where you came from is what they told me Don't forget where you came from is what they told me Don't, don't, don't, don't I'm from the East man Oceanside we get high Say f*ck the heat man, we just tryna get by Going up to Easton Bring a Dutch for the ride Oh no, oceanside we get high yeah I'm from the East man Oceanside we get high Say f*ck the heat man, we just tryna get by Going up to Easton Bring a Dutch for the ride Oh no, oceanside we get high yeah No question I'm stressing Ain't got time to study for multiple tests Swear my life is a mess And my life is a bitch And that bitch in a dress And that dress screaming sex Sex is a scheme Scheme for your mind Mind your damn business and stay out of mine I got some family that gon hit me up When they hear my new shit like you way out of line But I tell it like it is and these facts ain't fine In the back of my mind got my grandmother dying And I can't find time to visit More than ever now I miss them And she might not make it to Christmas And I used to pray to God but never got no sign that God ever listened, shit Got me out here feeling distant, shit Got me out here reminiscing I was just a kid when she was in the kitchen whipping biscuits Every day I would go there Working on my jump shot in the driveway Granddaddy yelling at me from the porch side like a motherfucking coach there Now he gone but his ghost there Used to drink used to smoke there Used to hang like a rope there Ninth grade in the yard with my friends playing ball Seen my uncle selling dope there Like oh well I guess some people never change up And if you still beefing with 'em when you see 'em you don't really say much Everything they said you'd never be and look man you still came up For better or for worse, don't you ever forget where you came from I'm from the East man Oceanside we get high Say f*ck the heat man, we just tryna get by Going up to Easton Bring a Dutch for the ride Oh no, oceanside we get high yeah I'm from the East man Oceanside we get high Say f*ck the heat man, we just tryna get by Going up to Easton Bring a Dutch for the ride Oh no, oceanside we get high yeah