Classic

Who gone get the love That I shoulda had got You ain't put no work in Why your hand in the pot I wrote o raps all day Until they told me to stop They told me it was useless the studio was stupid Workin' 9-5, shit That's how you gone survive Why you having dreams Million-dollar schemes Keep doin' this music What you gone achieve You act just like your brother Why you act like Sleeze Tuned it out and thought about All I could achieve I come from a hood Where niggas barely Get to leave And if you choose to stay It just might be your day My niggas, they was hatin My bitch was Throwin shade And I ain't even mad, I get more love than hate And niggas do not like me Cause I call out the fake Real niggas sermon, Pastor T.D Jakes You'll always be a broke nigga If you act afraid I don't get the love That I should be receiving When I moved to California, I was reppin East Cleveland I get love in the Bay, Yeah, I love where I stay What I did for the Zel What I did for the H And I never turn my back Or forget where I came A lot of niggas broke, All they do is complain I'd rather eat five stars Then just hop on a plane And I don't get the love For what I brought to the game These niggas act Like they forgot, And yeah, I did a lot Made songs with DSR, I really set the bar Have you ever been to Hollywood I'm waitin' on a star Me and Reese at BET, And no, I wasn't recently Nigga did it way before, Nigga, what you hatin' Shoppin' at Rodeo Drive, Maywood at the cookie store L.A. at the Rams game, L.A. at the Super Bowl But you niggas hate on me All you niggas pitiful And you know It's a house of reps life I've been doin' this shit And we gon' keep doin' this shit We gon' keep it going man Makin' these hits Makin' these classics