letra de one eleven - rapper big pooh
[hook: rapper big pooh]
all my real n-ggas trying to make money
all them fake n-gga trying to take money
why them little girls wanna shake for they money
you don’t want no problems with me, sonny, for real
[rapper big pooh]
eight years gone, now you back home
trying to walk a path
the straight
the narrow
shorties on the block still getting that gwop
but they ain’t like you cause them n-ggas ain’t thorough
one slip-up cost your past vacation
spent in the h-ll that we call incarceration
before you came out, tried to tell you all about
how this world done changed, i know it’s frustrating
i plead for my brother to have patience
they set you up to fail, better know your situation
they first tactic, we call it probation
i don’t believe in the rehabilitating
they still gotta keep an eye on you, hating
that’s when they throw another at you called occupation
and d-mn, for a 2-time felon
the only thing you smelling is fries and beef
and here comes the lord
you back to the street
cause $5.15 won’t get you a car
and people like, homie, why the f-ck is you working
you should be with your brother
cause that n-gga’s a star
and that there’s the furthest from the god-given truth
thinking you ent-tled, ’bout to tie your own noose
every house built one brick at a time
i build mine with these rhymes
you gotta find your own juice, bro
[hook]
[o-dash]
it’s hard not knowing where your meal’s coming from
your ribs get to touching
them thangs get to busting
scabs start p-ssing
adrenaline start rushing
see your belly full, wolves get to lunching
call myself putting all my faith in christ
i just preserve my demons, put my faith in ice
calculated the price, of sacrifices i made
now i’m in the shade, seeing how the game is played
cuz kids learn at young age
they gonna either strip, move a brick
or end up on the front page
it’s like one way in, no way out
the hood is sponge
n-ggas fear squeezing ’em out
got stacks in the floor, a li’l work in the couch
laid off, plus your girl got one in the pouch
trying to live a good life, but this money is dirty
the way we living, bro, we ain’t gonna make it to thirty
[hook]
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