[Intro] See when I do joints like these I do it for the young'en in the ghetto That you ain't go'n never hear his story cause he ain't gonna make it to tell ya So you know what's crazy? I went to court the other day, the D.A. say she hate me How you gonna hate me when me and Lou just took 20 racks And put coats on them kids back It's 30 degrees outside
[Verse 1] 24, how could I ask for more? I got my deals, gettin' real, I'm makin' cash fo' sure Stuntin every chance I get because I had it poor But every time I go to sleep I hear the devil at my door And I'm on them papers so them courts im goin' back and forth Dealing with probation, man they all said I'd be back for sure Mommies turned to zombies from that raw because it's crack galore You wonder why them babies runnin' crazy 'steady clappin' off Gettin' life before they get pussy Cause ain't nobody love'em so they lives get took'en Locked in cages, have'em fighting over cookies And lunch trays, just happy them days ain't never killed 'em Yea I remember, it was a hot December Niggas die on top of winter, cause them kids need them toys Well Santa Claus don't see them boys Or see the girls around here, there's Jack boys down stairs No man with the big bag just man with the big gat Try and take your shit back cause he feel the world owe'em And his daughter want a Barbie bike for Christmas, he goin' show her That the love is there, no mother there Just her little brother there We wash our pain with Belvedere and use the drugs they brung us here We get high to get by Hotdogs no ribeyes with tears drip from red eyes When ends don't meet the dead lines The D.A. said she hate me but I don't understand When I just rock the show in front of 50,000 fans I think that bitch racist, she probably in a clan She take her pain out on me, but she probably need a man I took my mom from public housin', put it in the sticks We came a long way from welfare and gettin W.I.C That shit just made me hungry And now we gettin' rich, and all these niggas gettin' sick I know they wanna get me hit cause im ballin' Yea, cause im ballin'
[Outro] It's like sometimes I always gotta let these type of joints go man Just speakin' to the streets That bitch said she hate me I felt some type of way about that Last night we just came out Giving 2, 3 hundred pair of shoes to the schools To the girls and the boys basketball teams How you hate me? You hate me cause I'm doin' what I'm suppose to do' And I got that money and I'm making more money than you Well, bitch you can hate me for that Let's get it