(feat. TQ, Trick Daddy)

[Chorus: TQ]

All I ever wanted to do was be da man

Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam

But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go (let me go, let me go)



All I ever wanted to do was be da man

Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam

But quarter ki's make G's that's all i know (all i know, all i know)



[Trick Daddy]

A hit of crack frock could get ya fucked up

A ki of coke could get you rich

but too much of this shit can get you stuck up

That's why it's best to deal wit a nigga that you know and chill wit

Case he flip the script, you know where he live at

Plus, the game don' came a long way

Yeah we don' lost a lot of niggas that was speedin down the wrong way

See these days these niggas squeeze triggas quicker than yo boys

Cuz they got guns bigger than yours

Plus ain't not more coppin out

You either ridin or tellin, if you ride then you ride forever

Born the son of a straight killa

Raised by a strong woman, I'll ride for my homies

So, can a nigga get a boooonnnd

Or do another nigga have to come along and raise my daughter......son

Your Honor, answer this question and be honest

If you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?



[Chorus]



[Baby]

Ay ay, move on over (wooooo)

I sit and took over

2 clips, the AK holder

Brick taped to my bitch

Strapped on her shoulder

Raw grams in the trunk of a jag

Hard ounces stashed in my cadillac dash

It's drought season daddy, we huntin for riches

We fly like birds go divin for fishes

A known deep boy, the