HYPOCRITES

The world is full of hypocrite I get tired I read the script I keep my business off the street I love my hood I don't discrete Made M's with a phone text Street whore for the big bag Bad boys but we fear God Big fish for the broke corps Soft boys but still thugs Hard guys but we show love Smile back but is fake love We don't cap but we spend dolls Pit-bulls we the real dogs Thug life on a soft lane Can't sleep if I no see slip Tough street but we can't quit I smoke woods and I get high Spend much for a good kush I stay woke for a good deal To share bag with a big seal The world is full of hypocrite I get tired I read the script I keep my business off the street I love my hood I don't discrete Stacking money we hitting the roof Getting the bag and we living with prove Road to the top and we making the wave I am learning and wining and I don't wanna fail Suffering and smiling but keeping it real Why you calling my cell if you ain't got no deal You claiming a gang but you telling the corps They are faking the hype and is making me laugh Sipping my Syrup I don't wanna cough Smoking my wood and they calling the corps Am Living my life and they wore me a coff I gave them a guala and they gave me a bail The world is full of hypocrite I get tired I read the script I keep my business off the street I love my hood I don't discrete