OhClapWhoa oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa ohAnd keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa ohAnd that's what it gon' be
Whoa oh'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it
Best believe it's a dream
Oh you better believe it
You too can achieve
Uh ohThey got you locked in a hole 19 years old10 years no chance for parole
They better believe it
That's right tell them again
Oh you better believe it
After that tell a friend
Whoa ohAfter the sunshine come the rain after the fun time come the pain
I often wonder if it's gonna change
I caught a bad case of
Smackingb***h
IItits
What happened
I came home my wife got my daughter in s**tty diapers
D**n
The rice is still raw and the meat is still frozen in the freezer
I hate that
I'm to close to her to leave her
Either I hit the street to do some pitching knowing these dudes is snitching
Or die trying to make it as a musician
My living condition is not in the greatest condition
Nope
And nah I ain't b***hing
I just gotta make a decision
Should I breeze past hop out in a ski mask
Rob everything moving and cruise in a
GClass
Vroom
But keep writing the heat that the street like it
Youngings is reciting my lyrics so keep biting
Y'all n***as is thinking s**t is easy it's hard
One thing
I know I'm a do is keep believing in
GodWhoa oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa ohAnd keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa ohAnd that's what it gon' be
Whoa oh'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it
Best believe it's a dream
Oh you better believe it
You too can achieve
Uh ohThey got you locked in a hole 19 years old10 years no chance for parole
You better believe it
That's right tell them again
Oh you better believe it
After that tell a friend
Whoa ohAfter the fast songs come the slow after the sad songs come some more
More
This is the life
I have come to know
Police is in
Marquis'
Chevy Caprices stroll
The young hood boogers idolize
Keyshia Cole
The rap figures throwing money in the air like it's pizza dough
People in the hood ain't eating though
Though
I tried to help the labels see the vision
But they lowered me to a subdivision you gotta be f**king kidding
They'd rather me pretend to be something
I'm notI'm the new
Public Enemy
I'm different than
Yung JocAnd nah
I ain't dissing this n***a's up in the
Forbess**t
I ain't made a dollar trying to rap for the cause
But in these next four bars
I'll tell you about
Maleverly
LawsThey enforcing on
North American shores
Dog if they can have rifles on their farms
Then I don't see why they knocked
T.I. for trying to bear arms
Whoa ohWe keep rising to the top
Whoa ohAnd keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa ohAnd that's what it gon' be
Whoa oh'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it
Best believe it's a dream
Oh you better believe it
You too can achieve
Uh ohThey got you locked in a hole 19 years old10 years no chance for parole
They better believe it
That's right tell them again
Oh you better believe it
After that tell a friend
Whoa ohTell them wave at the artist
I feel like
I'll make it regardless
Don't forget
I'm the excon that made it the farthest
Yup
Until the day that
I lay with the martyrs
Or until the day
I'm parlaying playing with my sons and my daughters
I'mma remain the smartest hardest working n***a in the business
Just Blaze can
I get a witness
Yessir
See that they probably get it if
I come out flop
Get dropped go back to my block and get shot
Pop
As they putting my body in that lifesize
ZiplockThen you'll be saying"d**n Giddy died for this hiphop"
Or maybe it entail you to get locked
To another 20 in the rock for them to give me my props
Whatever the case may be
We do a census on who is the sickest lyricist they say me
That's without a album out y'all rated me
I drop one and
I'mma bow out gracefully
Whoa ohWe keep rising to the top
Whoa ohAnd keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa ohAnd that's what it gon' be
Whoa oh'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it
Best believe it's a dream
Oh you better believe it
You too can achieve
Uh ohThey got you locked in a hole 19 years old10 years no chance for parole
They better believe it
That's right tell them again
Oh you better believe it
After that tell a friend
Whoa ohKeep keep keep rising
Whoa ohKeep keep keep rising
Whoa ohKeep keep keep rising
Whoa ohKeep keep keep rising
Whoa ohWooo
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