2days

Living in the ghetto, day by day I'm bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay You better, keep watching me and Pretty soon, you'll see man That I'm a real rich nigga from the Houston streets Fried out licking, looking for something to eat I'm on a mission, whipping birds like they stole something Pain, it make me wanna roll something I'm a soldier, and I'm outta my mind Voice mail beeping for days, cause I'm out on the grind Guess my daddy didn't love me, cause he turned his back Therefor the streets is my people, a nigga learned like that And I haaaad to get up, and bleed the block