Yeah…

To live and die in the D.
Only way we knew how to survive in the streets
Was
Listening to music,
Trying vibe to the beats,
Getting high off the reef,
While n***** lying in the sheets.
Never blind to the beef;
You got problems?
You better check it.
That non-violent s*** will get you solved in a second.
We used to throw hands
Then it evolved into weapons,
Now it’s all getting reckless,
And it’s all for the check.

It’s been a mentality that’s been a plague in the city.
You either starve or you getting paid in the city.
You create,
Own,
Hustle,
Or a slave to the penny.
It take days to get plenty,
People change when you winning.
Never ashamed how you living,
Thoroughbreds can relate.
Times are changing now, and they raising up the stakes.
You left your partner hanging ‘cause you call it saving face?
How you say you learning when you make the same mistakes?

Every inner city’s got the same type of issues.
Shady politics, corrupted government officials.
You complain about change, they call you lazy and dismiss you,
And at the time of dismal,
Is when you loading up the pistol.

No one in this world can take away any [of] your potential.
At the end of the day, there’s only one that can defend you.
At the end of the day, there ain’t no way you can continue,
But at the end of the day,
Just know that God always forgives you.