I`m ridin` high on the freeway late at night
I got some trouble on my mind `cause my shit ain`t right
I`m comin` short on the real money, a nigga broke
I need a fifth of Remmie Martin and some weed to smoke
It ain`t no joke when you`re comin` from the town I`m from
Most nigs be dead before 21
I`m tryin` hard just to maintain, I fry my brain
Nigga losin` his mind, slowly goin` insane
And niggaz think I got it all, I was born to ball
Eyes bloodshot red from that alcohol
I watched the rise and the fall of all my homies who ball
My dogs brains blew out blood stained the wall
Suckas wish I was dead, didn`t live to tell
The way a hot slug feel, and fried skin smell
Niggaz want me dead out here playa hatin`
`Cause they bitches wanna molest, they masturbatin`
I can`t help, that`s the way it is, handle yo buisness
And make sure you ain`t no eye witness
Keep your eyes on your money boy, at all times
Most people don`t know you gotta take it slow in the sunshine
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Another day, another way
Sometimes you gotta take it in
Slow motion, in slow motion
Gotta take it slow, can`t go to fast
If I blast for cash, might not see the green grass
At last, make it all green like mash
Take your cash, then I dash, picture this with the flash
Robotic, economic, knowin` nothin` but ebonics
Still hooked on chronic, plus I`m black like Onyx
Can you see me with a telescope
Or do you need the dopeman to tell you that it`s dope
I hope you know the difference between
Life or death and bein` woke from a dream
So many schemes it`s hard to see between the seems
When the system redeems, bustin` infrared beams
From here to New Orleans plenty of dope fiends
That`s why I keep a car clean, and fulla gasoline
Know what I mean, young nigga workin` for beans
Still chasin` your dreams
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