Hey There 
Hey How Are 
You Muah Everything 
Cool I Don't 
Know, I'm 
Trying To 
See If You 
Gon Like It 
I'm Gon Love 
It Hey Hey 
Hey Hey Hey... 
Yo Yo Yo Yo 
Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1:] 
My Daddy Told 
Me This Industry 
Ain't What 
You Think 
It Is And 
Everyday You 
Will Be Gone 
You Will Think 
Of Your Kids 
No Matter 
What They 
Throw At You, 
Get Your Biscuit 
And Grits, 
Get Your Kibbles 
And Bits Ain't 
No Riddles 
I Spit See 
The Devil 
Is A Shady 
One He Lay 
Up In Yo Crib 
And Just When 
You Find Happiness 
He Run Away 
With It Then 
You Back To 
The Drawing 
Board And 
Don't Know 
What To Do 
And Feelin 
Like You All 
Alone And 
Don't Know 
Who Is Who. 
But Its Just 
Like You, 
Its Just Like 
Me, Its Simply 
It's 1 And 2 
Its Just Like 3 
Don't Try 
To Cuff It, 
Let It Flow 
And Let It 
Breathe, And 
If You Love 
It Let It 
Go And Let 
It Leave, 
And If Its 
So It Come 
Back Runnin 
Then You Embrace 
Don't Be Like 
Any Other 
Woman And 
Turn Your 
Face, Just 
Shake It Off 
Like It Ain't 
Nothin And 
Hold Your 
Weight Cuz 
Pain Make 
Your Heart 
Toughen, It 
Cant Break 
You. [Chorus: Shareefa] 
They Say Cuz 
You Got A 
Kid, You Done 
Did It Big 
What, You 
Tryna Live? (They Say) 
Think You 
Doin Wrong 
They Don't 
Understand 
Just Where 
You're Comin 
From (They Say) (Somethin Here) 
Only People 
Go [?] They 
Intentions 
Show But They 
Wont Break 
Me [Verse 2:] 
Its Like I'm 
All Alone 
In This Shit 
And Ain't 
Nobody Trying 
To Lend A 
Hand To A 
Bitch. My 
Baby Askin 
Why His Daddy 
Don't Love 
Him Yet I 
Swear To God 
Its Like A 
Bullet Goin 
Through My 
Chest. Im 
Trying To 
Make It By 
Myself But 
Scared Of 
Breaking Down, 
I Slit My 
Wrist And 
Tell God To 
Come And Take 
Me Now See 
It's A Battle 
Wit My Body 
And I'm Losin 
Bad I Got 
A Boy, Darkchild, 
And Don't 
Know Who The 
Dad That Shit 
Is Sad But 
We Pushin 
On Thru The 
Struggle Why 
Bitches Be 
Up In The 
Streets If 
They Don't 
****in Hustle 
Thats For 
Them Knuckleheads 
Boi I Put 
That On My 
Uncle I'm 
From The Side 
Of Tracks 
Where Niggas 
In The Black'll 
Truck You 
Act Like A 
Bitch And 
Put It Down 
For The Gang 
Sign (Somethin) 
Witht Hese 
Niggas At 
The Same Time 
A Thin Line 
Between The 
Hood And The 
Hood Fad Don't 
Let The Game 
Take Me Out 
I'm Takin 
Out The Game 
Thats On Them 
Thangs [Chorus] [Verse 3:] 
Its Like I 
Go Too Hard 
For The People 
And Every 
Time I Hit 
The Booth 
I'm Just Promotin 
Evil And I 
Don't Wanna 
Send The Wrong 
Message To 
Tha Kids But 
What About 
My Niggas 
Lock Up And 
Doin Bids 
And All My 
Niggas On 
The Block 
Duckin From 
The Feds Just 
Keep Ya Head 
Tied Nigga 
Do It How 
Ya Live And 
All My Baby 
Mommas Hell 
Naw I Cant 
Forget Don't 
Let No Motha****a 
Tell You How 
To Rasie Them 
Kids I'm On 
The Borderline 
Of ****ed 
Up And Asses 
Out This Remy 
Got Me Spinnin 
Think I'm 
Fin'a Pass 
Out Father 
Forgive Me 
Cuz I'm Caught 
Up In This (Fair Crout?) 
But I Don't 
Know No Betta 
See All I 
Know Is Chedda 
Raised Isn't 
He Go-Getta 
They Say The 
Situations 
Drastic A 
Cold (Retta?) 
They Say Some 
Nigga Just 
Got Blasted 
Was No Sweata 
Its Unbelievable 
Them Last 
Days Is Gon' 
Catch Up Be 
Tryna Make 
It Thru The 
Gates But 
He Wont Let 
Ya [Chorus]