I'm tired of broken street glass. Not gettin' no ass unless the babies sleep. But even then it seems like we're tryin' to keep. Tired of payin' taxes
[Verse I] So many times, you could have walked away. But I didn't have to say a word to convince you to stay. Cause you know and I know this thing is
I just want to ask a question where would I be if I didn't know you, who would I be baby if I didn't know you [Chorus:] Who would I be if I didn't
mmm mmm [Verse 1] I look in the mirror And so much has changed Ever since I had the babies I just don't feel the same Ooohh cuz everyday I'm working
daddy died when she was younger Her moms let her do what she please it seemed no one loved her Her eyes shined love a diamond in the rough The kind that
in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family tree, consists
or make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back I'm kind of schizophrenic
There's a kind of peole who loves the good things who loves the deep soul things we love to play sweet games together like a big family in the dancefloor
lie but you choose to live untrue knowing how I feel inside there's no telling what I might do cause I gave you Chorus all my mind all my soul from
lives in the hands of politicians that don't care We ponds in the game biological warfare The family's so spread out n disconnected Trying to hold things together put my soul
to pump yo' brakes Keep a heater nigga need for them restless snakes Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my space Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping state to state What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind
too long y'all Go ahead, go ahead Somebody that will slap away your blindness? Whatcha want? Somebody who'll corrupt your heart with too much kindness
forget him Stood our ground and we put this down It'll be my niggas we out on the grind Know now for wealth Together forever still one of a kind Got love
a little school money But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And flunked outta school with the flag pole And left my mother dear at home with a sad soul
heart was simple just like mine is Then you would know just how it feels When someone takes advantage of your kindness You think you're never gonna heal If your soul
our own thang We're doing our own thang We're doing our own thang We're doing our own thang Well my family sets all the trends From soul to soul, large
for loaning me this microphone once again They may have to wrestle to get it back You know, as a result of my son common touring the world Pops has acquired a wonderful extended family
, or make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back I'm kind of schizophrenic
