All I Know

Uh uh I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans So they want they ride candy painted just like the man That feed 'em; tryin not to bite his hand But they need em to keep em life from they stand Every night praying but prayers go as far as the ceiling Got me feel like I'm (cursed) from this heart that I'm dealing And all this liquor hoeing brother and goose-neckin That I do but I don't want to got me losing blessings GOD said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first (I did) But in it to pick and sellin the spur From under my feet, lost faith and jump in the street Back to serve a rocks dying to the chrome in the heat And running with G's dedicated to the block with 'em Tellin me along with my greens up like pot (niggaaaaa)