You know I'm a hungry dude,
been making hella moves
The grind is hard
and if you love it, you's a fucking fool
They try to torture me,
physically and mentally
Get up off of me,
you're winning and it's finna be
Already scared of me,
they've been aware of me
Like a vicious pit bull in the street,
beware of me
Your charity to the block, bring clarity
I'ma count a hundred million
and keep it before the Caribbean
So dare be, I'm from the city, Maine
Cheryl T and B .B., Chanel and Vera Wayne
I sold a couple things,
I was a metal man
I played the block before the beef,
I was the missile man
I'm Mr. Thizzle, man,
and you should give me game
I get this paper, shock the world,
and do it all again
I do it all for us,
we shouldn't be ashamed
We be the city, we the city,
man, we all a gang
Till my niggas lock down, get free
I keep slingin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people,
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground,
and we all gon' bleed
Till my niggas get right in the streets
I keep slingin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people,
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground
and we all gon' leave
My niggas hungin' for years,
in the prisons for cleans
Bodies is turnin' up,
city sick as it seems
Bitches really intrigued,
but shit's inside of they jeans
Man, I gotta see,
my life is all bein' free
Really, it's all on me,
when they have thoughts of me
I'm a millionaire status,
where I ought to be
Never the cop of P2P,
state property parole
Home Depot,
where you get a job for me
Drinkin' a hundred tracks,
count a hundred tracks,
mine a hundred dollars
Yeah, we on that, an d he on that,
what's mine is ours
Real street niggas can define these bars,
by far and large
Stop pitchin' hard,
start pitchin' bars,
start touchin' stars
Make it rain in the summer
and I wouldn't drop a dollar
Doin' good, I'm a family man,
I wouldn't stop and holler
When my niggas locked down, get free
I keep singin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people,
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground
and we all gon' leave
Till my niggas get right in the streets
I keep sluggin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people,
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground
and we all gon' leave
This town got my dated
Foul niggas faintin'
Around niggas hatin'
We ain't hearin' what you sayin'
There's murder in the streets
They bout to bring the draft back
Have a youngin' for a tour
of duty out in Iraq
Still sellin' crack,
my people are law -in formin'
The dignity we must've had,
it must be layin' dormant
How can I absorb it?
Change my nigga's format
You believe in drama?
Well, where's your heart at before that?
In my heart, I got a nation to save
So much blood in the streets,
I feel like makin' a change
Niggas come to me, so we keep it safe
If it's you, it can be me,
but once more today
I rap hard for my millions,
yeah, I made myself
I can feed you, but you gotta pay yourself
I rap all for my mans, yeah I made myself
I can feed you,
but you gotta pay for yourself
Since lockdown get free
I keep slangin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground
and we all gon' leave
Till my niggas get fried in the streets
I keep slangin' from the heart,
stayin' on my feet
It's good for the people
so it's all on me
I'ma stand my ground and we all gon'
leave
You
San Quinn 
