For What It's Worth

How many bosses took a loss side tracked by a bitch And how hard could you ball before your homies would flip Niggas say they want the bread but then they settle for chips Or even worse, a pack of peanuts if it's less of a risk Yeah, ayy How hard can you ball before your homies would flip Uh, yeah Niggas say they want the bread but You can find me in the trenches in the bottom of em Told me not to trust the streets but I gotta love em Told me not to hug the block but shit I gotta Hug it Feelin' like that's all I got and that's the Bottom of it How we supposed to feel different when it's Shinin' on us They expect us not to kill but shit they plottin' on us Treat the niggas like a rug, yeah we steppin' on em All my niggas locked in like coke and baking soda How the f*ck we supposed to act with all these bands on us Why they think we finna play, we got these cans on us Every smell some fresh blood, that's a strange odor Make the hood play my daddy like a sperm donor Now if you ask me, ain't no lie, I did it all right From a well-known crip, out the sixties to a story life Not gon lie yeah I made mistakes And I can only name one that I regret, that I can't erase How many bosses took a loss side tracked by a bitch And how hard could you ball before your homies would flip Niggas say they want the bread but then they settle for chips Or even worse, a pack of peanuts if it's less of a risk Yeah, ayy How hard can you ball before your homies would flip Uh, yeah Niggas say they want the bread but Imagine me hearing gossip and I'm worried about it Imagine me up in my feelings trying to hurt somebody Imagine this I don't exist and I was never here Imagine saying my name twice and I just appear I'm the type to know some shit and never speak about it I'm the type to do some shit and never think about it On the type to take a L and lose no sleep about it I'm the type to lose a friend and spend a week about it I'm the type to hold a grudge God forgive 60s don't sorry not enough Now wipe it up And I'm known to be a rider for show They gonna tell you he's a rider for show They know Never been the type to make a scene Probably better off selling dreams All that talk, ain't what it mean What I'm not, I will never be They can have what I got for PAC they would never be How many bosses took a loss side tracked by a bitch And how hard could you ball before your homies would flip Niggas say they want the bread but then they settle for chips Or even worse, a pack of peanuts if it's less of a risk Yeah, ayy How hard can you ball before your homies would flip Uh, yeah Niggas say they want the bread but