All my goons on the block wanna tell me something
In fact they tell me nothing
What I am suppose to do cuz I live my life the way I want to
I might be wrong though
I’m like Alonzo in the “Training Day”
Killing motherfuckaz, cheating motherfuckaz
And know what to say
Never play with dogs like me, never play
We don’t bite we eat you up all the way
Whom you gonna blame after losing a game
When you couldn’t make a basket – say my name
Right dawgs! Right talk!
Nobody knows what it’s all about in the game
You don’t wanna be like Derrick Rose
Go Go! I dot wanna hear nothing More, more
I just grow, grow
Everybody wanna know what it takes to be the boss
Or should I be like Ross?
Should I carry “The Cross” like Nas?
And whom should I trust?
Whom can I trust in this crazy game
When the game fulla fucking snakes?
So I keep my grass cut, I see them coming
I am not into any mistakes
Everybody wanna come up with shitty tracks and shitty songs
Not dissing anyone I just dont like what I hear most
Fuck radio, fuck Tv, fuck everything
My tracks are true just to be spin
Living in lies I realize there are no more surprises
Every day is the same, the same with your lives
Working 5/2 too boring
You tryna be high and fly like a Boeing
Fly like a Boeing? Fly like a bird
Fly like a ghetto bird – someone to be caught
Life is damn so rough, everybody knows it
If I had a remote control I would pause it
Then rewind it back and eject the tape
Would it be the same if I play it again?