Yeah, respect this

Look I got my stripes up in this rap ****
My life is like a roller coaster up and down quick
Cloudy gray days hide away the sun rays
My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay, everyday

Thug livin', *****, ain't nobody promised tomorrow
Ain't no second chance to live, it ain't no time to borrow
Money in these streets, trouble in these streets
I'm tryin' to school these ya *****s deep within these beats

Life is for learnin', learn and live, *****
What the world hold for me and all my real *****s?
The studio is where we meet up like a holy church
Worshippin' the spirits of them *****s who done been here first

And give it all to them young *****s who come after us
And don't give nothin' to them boys that's out here fakin' tough
Project livin' ain't no fly ****, I don't wanna go back
And I pray for all my *****s who can't do better than that

Look, I got my stripes up in this rap ****
My life is like a roller coaster up and down quick
Cloudy gray days hide away the sun rays
My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay

Listen, I got my stripes up in this rap ****
My life is like a roller coaster, up and down quick
Cloudy gray days hide away the sun rays
My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay

I live it how it come to me, good or bad
I got to deal with it, this ain't no movie, see
When the gunshot spray ain't no tellin' if a stray
Gonna put one of my little bitty sons in his grave

My ***** in the hood used to kick **** and do his thang
Now that ***** in a wheelchair, damn, ain't that ***ked up, mane?
Maye it was somethin' comin' back from somethin' that he did
Maybe that was God's way of tellin' him we need to quit

I don't know, I know he think about that **** everyday though
What he did to make his life go the way that it go
Every ***** can't be blingin', navigatin' on doubs
How many *****s really got a lot of stacks put up?

How many *****s got five cars and no house?
Hustlin' like a slave tryin' to shut your baby mama mouth
Long as you hustle ain't nothin' impossible, my *****
Then when you get it give it back 'cause you can't take it witcha

Look, I got my stripes up in this rap ****
My life is like a roller coaster, up and down quick
Cloudy gray days hide away the sun rays
My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay

Listen, I got my stripes up in this rap ****
My life is like a roller coaster, up and down quick
Cloudy gray days hide away the sun rays
My only escape is to kneel and pray or smoke hay, everyday

Yeah, ah-ha, yeah Eightball, the Fat Mack
Fatboy Eightball and M J G
Space Age pimpin' from way back
Baby you know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah C E O on the streets
Commander in Chief, baby
You know what I'm talkin' about

From orange mound streets all over the world
East coast, West coast, overseas
This pimpin' just ain't a whole lot, baby
I got my stripes up in this rap ****, yeah