Chorus:
Up until then, I'ma be thuggin behind that project buildin
Smoking that fire green with them ghetto children
Plottin on the way that we can make a million (million)
Lordddddddddd
Verse 1:
In these times, we gotta hustle cuz our pockets be hurtin
Lil niggas wanting frontin from who got work
Is you ready for that? I'm bout to put this in your hand
But if a nigga take your shit, is you goin' stand be a man?
Now I'm just warning you! but I gotta know you understand
This come with consequences, you can lose your life or hit the pen
So don't be talkin about the laws hot and it wasn't no lick
When you get that money come pay me don't try to flip my shit
A thousand niggas in these projects tellin me "put me on"
But half of them they smokin the pack up or it took too long
And I got bills to pay, my family got needs so when you play with my money, homie hope you know you playin with my seed
And i can't have that! You unsure? Then stay where you was
Cuz because before I take a dry loss, I'll take it in blood
You gotta get it out the mud, I told you I ain't jump in this game to make friends when this streets start showin love
A'int the boys and girls club now, these niggas and bitches
And these streets don't give a damn if you Muslim or Christian
Young hustla, pay attention, these words are bond, you gotta pay me or pay Ben Taub!
Chorus X2:
Up until then, I'ma be thuggin behind that project buildin
Smoking that fire green with them ghetto children
Plottin on the way that we can make a million (million)
Lordddddddddd
Fucked up cuz these jobs won't hire me
This work won't sell, and I keep on goin to jail
Plus I know I got potential like a mudafucka
Nothin like these other suckas
Seem like I'm destine to fail
And so I'm out there like I'm still a teenager
Where nothin don't phase ya
And tomorrow ain't a promise, so we laugh at the danger
And niggas still dyin over swangas
And I'm looking at life from whole other angle
So man give me a cigar and some weed
Let me smoke til I get twisted
My eyelids get low and get red as grandmama lipstick
See I always understood I was different
And I was born to lead, cuz when I speak the streets listen
These bars is for the gifted , some niggas chose to sleep late
So they missed it
Now they starve and see us eat, smacked bitches
Me and my niggas flip bread, open packages like Christmas
Tryin not to get the big head, so careless with these richess
See where I'm from young niggas chase their dreams (103)
Going all out with their team
Be a don before 21, and a kingpin before 18
Survive pass 25 ,they write books about our lives, our story on American Gangster, our face on cover of Times
So shine, young nigga you deserve it, these niggas never fucked with the streets , these niggas virgins
It's crazy all the beautiful shit blood money purchase, I roll the blunt up perfect, I'm blowin on this purp shit
Up until then, I'ma be thuggin behind that project buildin
Smoking that fire green with them ghetto children
Plottin on the way that we can make a million (million)
Lordddddddddd
Up until then!
Project Buildin’ was written by Cal Wayne.