I'm gon do what mama said
But ya'll ain't gonna tell me how to live my life
I might be young but I got bread
I'm straight form the hood so I ain't afraid
Pops was a hustler even sold drugs
So it was only right that his son be a thug
Girls show me love and these niggas just mug
I'm the prince on the block
And I never sold drugs
H-O-O-D that's were I rep
Gotta keep the g up
White tee I got prep
Most thugs don't dance they just 1, 2 step
Pops danced with that stars
Yea he changed all that
Fear no man I'm the meaning of a beast
God's Gift to this earth teach others like a priest
The game is looking tasty and I think its time to feast
Don't rock adidas only P. Miller on the feet
Hard to sleep hearing bullets on the east
Hang with gorillas don't blend wit the streets
Mama said never give up you can make it
God blessed you don't let them haters take it
Mama said whatever don't kill you will make you stronger baby
But that's hard to believe when kids going crazy
A ghetto in the sky I think why to belive it
What about Santa what about Jesus
That's how I felt when I lost little Fred
Crazy how all the good guys end up dead
These need to stop all the pictures in my head
Martin Luther in my dreams with a bullet in his head
Brought up by a solider
I can't be scared
Got the whole hood behind me and the man upstairs
Life's like a test you know your gon stress
People think they know you best
Let the pain off your chest
Do you, never follow the rest
I making millions never got in know mess
Hater said this, hater said that
Through the ups and the downs
I know my fam got my back