Situation

Uh Inglewood gon' stand up Yep, the man tough like handcuffs getting jammed up Hoping off that Peter Pan buzz with a damn slut Had the man fuck in a tan truck But he never called back, caught that Send a text said "she wasn't 18" "yeah, what?" Hit Johnny Law FBI CIA in the Klan Klux Yeah and now you wanted my nigga And that's what you wanted my nigga Idolize the inmates till the court date come Yeah that's where you going my nigga Used to have skills for the green for the L Now I write mail for like 15 and L We dreamed of sales and tracks, raps on CD's Now reading books in that cell Now you asking me to send naked pics of my new bitch Cause I told you my bitch half asian I never get locked up, but the cops come up Best believe I'mma go out blazing, two L's like in hell I inhale, they exhale Then excel to a level where my niggas see from jail Like whats up? I know it's hard to grow when your city hating And the bitch you fucked want you to make it And when you broke as fuck it's hard to be patient The key to life is working harder than your situation Work harder than your situation They key to life is working harder than your situation But when you broke as fuck it's hard to be patient They key to life is working harder than your... Man hol' up Bless the weed then we smoke up, it's a dope cut All crack nigga no cut Damn know what? I thought you're my bro But you don't really wanna see a nigga blow up Nigga grow up, yeah, my rims is crawlin' I'm knocking the boots, the timbs is callin' It's OPM we just in here ballin' I fuck her on the phone while her friends is callin' Just text or somethin', groupie hoes always tryna get next to somethin' No way these girls keep looking at me Damn, I must be what's next or somethin No flexing or nothin', you stole my style, arrest this son... I been rapping since '08 my nigga I can make the best of somethin' I'm the best is your best assumption Money comes with happiness If you can't have integrity and be rich, I'mma take half of it Niggas rhyme so immaculate Threaten me and I'm packing it I'm spending money and stacking it Might buy a car on accident Huh, and now you wanted my nigga And that's what you wanted my nigga We not that deep, but everybody in the clique down That's what I ever wanted my nigga Before I go to sleep, pray the Lord never make me weak I'd rather a G wagon then a Jeep I like good girls, but I rather she a freak And my nigga Shawn Chrys on the beat Preach