The Result

How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became
It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains
Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change

I was in the projects on Biter Walk tearing foodstamps out
We was making progress to a lighter walk
And then you stepped out
I be losing contacts like my eyes dry bunch of begging bitches with they mouths wide
But my vision clear see the way to it like a newsman route
I ain't tryna save the whole world i even really give a fuck
Im just saying get the money but before you dummy have a couple of em tucked
I be scared of going back broke
You know life will give you back strokes
Imma write until its capsules
Warm the pipe im really that dope
I was really down bad slept on nesha couch when they put me in dekalb
I ain't really wanna eat it but made 5 stars out a taco in a bag
Knew that i was never going back
I was in that bitch real cold
Told dwan i couldn't hold a pack
But i guaranteed to get it sold
I was at a crossroad either go home or to use what i was taught
Raised around street niggas and strategizers with the pressure i forgot
Back against the wall im tapping in
Ain't no way for back or tapping out
Look me in my eyes im captain
Wish em well whenever theres a drought

How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became
It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains
Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change
The mindsets started as stealths 300 years of slave
Im studying these niggas myself im numb as novacane
See ownerships the way to the wealth they say its pills and caine
I try to give my niggas some help they'd rather feel the pain

Back from the road the water off
Dammit the heater ain't working
Im bouta see what a quarter cost
Seems like i gotta put work in
Fuck all that tryna do better
Im come from the ghetto
My mom used to push it
I need a break and rake
Fuck all this struggling bullshit
I know the plug thats a call
I know the recipe thats a dinner
We gon eat if we can get it off
Ain't no speaking if they come get us
On the weekend we low at the lake
I know deacons and hustlers and killers
Ain't no blood then we can't relate
On a beach in LA in the winter
I'm bouta turn this shit round
If i got a stove im cooking
You on plate they say you in the way
I got fam that work at work at central booking
Say no worries and i say good looking
They know i have been tryna do well
Now that i done got wet as a well
I ain't ask for no hand cuz i took it
Tryna eat i sell water to whales
They know me im the one with the plays
Know i run it im walking to runners
In the A say im stomping thru jays
Couple times if we need it to stretch
Might just cop a few p and a tech
On that block its just me in a vest
Come to cop like you under arrest

How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became
It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains
Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change
The mindsets started as stealths 300 years of slave
Im studying these niggas myself im numb as novacane
See ownerships the way to the wealth they say its pills and caine
I try to give my niggas some help they'd rather feel the pain