One day
The Game what you make of
It is what you can take from it
Understand
Whatever your hustling is
Get it on my nigger
Even when it's wrong my nigger
You heard
I heard a story
About 23 years old
And I heard it from somebody
That I used to know
Spendin' days lonely
With no place to go
But to the corner
For a little more love
Im talkin' bout a youngster
That didn't understand
All the shit to becoming a man
Just wondered who right
Control his own life
Yes it's true u gotta
Crawl before u walk
but you weren't supposed to crawl again
so u see it ain't right
if I don't get mine
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One Day
If I can't get no scril
At home gotta get going
We don't bit no
Gotta stay long
Gotta stay strong
Be my own dough
Bring it back home
Trow my chance away
Cos we all gonna bald one day (2x)
Sittin' with my homies
On a 120street
Drinkin' on 40
When I should have been home
And everybody told me
That the game don't last long
Leave it alone
Before your long gone
But they was talkin' to a youngster
With a plan to role
And a bit before your 20 years old
Guess y'all wonder
At my videos
And remember that I told you so
Ain't gonna tell you shit done came from
Cos I got to live my life 4 me
Even if I didn't do it like u said
I still got paid
(Chorus)
(Layzie Bone)
Just keep your head up (bottom line)
I'm a keep my head up
Cos you can overcome one day
I've been on a mission since I can remember
Running this race on a chase for paper
Looting the laws and dodging these hatas
Hoping these wicked ass streets don't take us
Everyday hustling, grinding, struggling
And climbing to the top of the pile
Sine 89 been down for my -- here
And there ain't no stopping me know
My ambition to become a baller
Was deeply rooted in the blood
Had no choice to become a thug
Momma was broke and that's how it was
Little man was 14
Out here servin
Having what I thought was the time of my life
Little did I know that right around the corner
I would have a lot of lonely nights
Laying in me cell tossing and turning
Mad at the world for all the wrong reasons
And my demons wasn't leaving
Til I really got to know Steven
Even then I still didn't get the picture
Cos nig came home, did the same old shit
Got shot in the head, 16 trying to get richer
Started listening to what my mom would say
And she said, Baby boy you know there's a better way
Always strive for brighter days
And even though you know none of us will never be perfect
Bow your head and pray
Cos you can overcome one day
(E-40 Version)
Gotta get in or get out
Thats the way that i was brought up
take the under route
and never smoke your product
lemme breath on yall for a minute
im hella treatourus with my spit air force
spittins nothin for me to put the pieces to the pie
l-i-p's in the beoytch
im a hillside rockwilder tho i dont sleep there no more
lower development houses lower just like you i remember when i was poor
cause since 1979 i been a hustler on the go
grindin outta my grenad twirkin off my beeper
slangin legal doe
graduated from the dope game now i gott a lil some em some em to show
bought up a bunch of realastate makin legal doe
and about these street i am the ghetto
its just my house on magazine just got too little
wake up in the mist
hit the dank
shoot to my bizzle house
get some steak
hop back in my new school
dodge derango
granny goose glasses with a pimped out kango
thats tru spit right there, ya thats big talk
tq lets go get this money man
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