Off the Porch

I learned everything that I know From really goin through not watching it on a show My whole environment was a struggle I never told My legs buckle but west siders don't never fold If I ain't had the hustle to get it probably stole In pacific shop lifting walkin right out the store I kept the mob fed, plus worked a nine to five Did everything for a dollar as long as I survived My mind shifted from thuggin to tryna understand How to become a man, comin up on them bands One seven, seventy nine tatted on my hand Fully committed in case you didn't understand I never make a threat I just pull up in a disguise My beef ain't finna sit for a week, I rather ride I put that on my momma my momma ain't have a clue Where the fuck I was, and why I was wearing blue When you come up out the ghetto you know how it go Crib probably missing pops or your momma though Tryna turn a stove top to a pot of gold We done jumped up off the porch a long time ago When you come up out the ghetto you know how it go Crib probably missing pops or your momma though Tryna turn a stove top to a pot of gold We done jumped up off the porch a long time ago They say my position up in the system was to fail They thought it was written that we'd be sittin in a jail Surprised ya missed cause you ain't listen to me well You hate then your body gone end up missing with the shells We carried traditions and put the fish upon the scale They said they was soldiers but they intentionally bailed Now federals watch us and wanna lock us in cell They hate that we poppin' ain't tryna see us living well My aunty departed cause cancer took over her cells I been cold hearted since I was at the age of twelve My destiny lookin like a conspiracy to sell Intent to distribute, you know that uno schedu-ele These rappers ain't matching up with the stories that they tell They mostly at home, watching the kids or checking mail What happened to the opps you funking with in them tales I made it out the mud, you made it up just to sell fool When you come up out the ghetto you know how it go Crib probably missing pops or your momma though Tryna turn a stove top to a pot of gold We done jumped up off the porch a long time ago When you come up out the ghetto you know how it go Crib probably missing pops or your momma though Tryna turn a stove top to a pot of gold We done jumped up off the porch a long time ago