[Juvenile]

Look I'm tryin to live right now

Make a better place for my kids right now

Or get out my face is how it is right now

All I wanna have is my own shit right now..

So much go through my head all day

The game situation is be paid or played

I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery

And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks

It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason

I got away from all that bullshit, that thuggin and thievin

And as far as this Cash Money shit it's part of my blood

And we feed each other everyday by showin 'em love

It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood

And whoever sleepin on it dem dat's gonna wake up

I need dough to feed me and my people

To get a pie and eat special from, Julio's

Fuck ya boy, I don't care, who he know

Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe

I ain't tryin to be a bully I just want what I earned

He's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned



[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]

You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass

Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad

You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass

Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad



[Juvenile]

I've seen shit that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw

They bustin right over the backseat of a stolen car

I was seven they had to be about nine or ten

His momma Fay she done ran through who's dyin again

Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say

As soon as she smoke that crack, shit done fucked with her head

Momma gon' love her kids, and they (?) aware

And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer

Durin the struggles of my life I