[Intro: Poppa Don]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh, uh.. yeah yeah, New York! Uh, uh
[Chorus: Poppa Don]
Even if the world got it for me
You`re the one thing, I still love, yeah
As long as you loving me together
We gonna make this money right
Nigga, listen to your heart
[Eyes Low]
Aiyo, dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin` up in the hood
So I gotta, strap it up in the hood
When I`m sellin`, with the crew
Just another thug, on my way to catch and selling
Number 2, dealing is a team sport
But too many hands in the pot, cut a little nigga`s dreams short
And I ain`t try`nna get my dreams caught
Cuz every six months my moms end up crying in Supreme court
It gotta be some better ways, keepin` my head up
Cuz even Pop told me the`ll be better days
Queens, where the weapons blaze
Pores pour, war is war, I`m self made and ghetto raised
Still I need a place to get away
From all this drama and commotion, I`m sucked with all this ganja
And I`m smokin`, uh, one day, I`ma shine
But for now, it`s one day at a time, let the chorus rock
[Chorus]
[Poppa Don]
Sometimes we`ll listen to others
And I can be wrong...
Put a little love in bit of candy
We gonna climb high, higher than a mountain
But as long as it be all easy
And there`s nothing we can do
Oh... yo, the first time, we clicked
I knew it was forever, oh oh oh
[Eyes Low]
Yo, now it`s hard for me on this nine to five
From hustler to working man, I`m like a whole different person, man
Who`d ever think I`d be this kind of guy?
Taking orders ain`t good for my pride, I need a wood to get high
Lost chicks, once stood by my side
She a down individual, around, when it`s critical
And if I make it, she gonna get took for a ride
See me going hard now, but gon` lounge in a minute
Though I`m sick of living pitiful, tasting all these loses
Tracin` up divorces, that get raises in the office
Mad cuz I got a Lex, racing with their porsches
Only twenty two, and they hate me cuz I`m flossin`
Friends get upset, I don`t hang no more
Said I changed since I ain`t been in the game no more
Fuck it, I know one day I`ma shine
But for now, it`s one day at a time, let the chorus rock
[Chorus to fade]
[Outro: Poppa Don]
All my niggas, oh..
If I died tonight, don`t cry
If I died tonight, just get high
For me... yeah
It`s that real shit man
I`ma spit a few bars, take up a few stars
Wake up a few A&R`s, go hard
As long as you loving me together
I`ma lock the game
