Illimination.

[Meek Mill]:
And he only nineteen, that's terrible
It was me and you yesterday, sellin' them
Now you in the cage, sick for days while I'm tellin' them
On some other shit, them fuckin' crackers got my mans on punishment
He caught up in a bunch of shit, they caught him with some onion shit
Plus them chopper cases, this shit is real, they throw a deal at him, he gotta take it
It's like I gotta make it, to get my homies out
This rap shit and this crack shit, my only route
They got me zoning out thinking about ways to get paid with my chromie out
Going about days til I age, I seen plenty niggas laid in that grave while time kept ticking
Man the gang ain't a game, niggas caved in a cage, you living like your worst dream
His son's three, he won't get to see him 'til he thirteen
I thirst cream, tryna get my momma out for good cause there's drama in the hood
Niggas wildin' in the hood, we still here we still here ridin' in the hood
I peel there, you still there, dying in the hood
In a puddle with blood, ain't no brotherly love for them birdies
Niggas get dirty like a puddle of mud
Rick got pizzop They got the uizzop
He down for a body and they got the shotty
Him and lil Donnie they down for the cizzount
Feds gave brick to Donnie, caught him with an izzounce
Niggas disappear and shit, my man had to bizzounce
Said he did a stabbin', niggas fuckin' faggots
Talkin' what they bout, but soon as you let em have it
Niggas grippin' pictures and pointin' 'em to the captain
Around here its a lot of stress, not only that, niggas dying everyday I see a lot of death
It's either me or you probably next
Thats why I'm tryna move my mom and get my sister from up out the -jects
To see the good life, this just the hood live
I'm living bad, I'm tryna see what livin' goods like
Theres niggas makin' millions, theres niggas dead broke
Man i'm so motherfuckin' hungry, man, my head hurt
I'm only seventeen, seeing shit I've never seen
Youngin' in the struggle into trouble, I ain't never leave
I'm right here, everyday a nightmare
You can front if you want, you'll lose your life here
If you ain't built for it, you'll get killed for it
And for the love of the money, niggas go on tilt for it
Nigga, what you shook for? You gotta die some day
God damn, man, my fam, gotta cry one day
Reality's a bitch, I gotta make it rich
If not that, then its a wrap, I'ma die up in this bitch
I ain't tryna see them bricks or that big brown box in the ditch filled with dirt and a stone on top
I done grown more wise and I got way older
See the devil in my eyes cause my heart way colder
We in the game of illimination
This what we livin', you should listen cause you niggas playin'