(feat. Anthony Hamilton)

[B. Stille]

This is for you, and you, and you, and you



[Verse 1 - B. Stille]

Now I came up with little bad ass yeagas, to never had ass yeagas

Slept and ate with our peeps but we let the streets raise us

Kept the weed blazin, don't let the drink age us

Used to live outrageous, now we just couch potatoes

Without the wages, to break out the project cages

Make do with what we got, use the logic that God gave us

Losin faith is enough to make a man crazy

Can't even pay my landlady

How the fuck I'm 'posed to save for my unplanned baby?

Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin "pay me"

Maybe I'm just too damn lazy but you can page me

Lately, been hustlin grams daily

Holdin down my spot on the corner like (?)Champalee(?)

But I know I ain't the only one (you feel me?)

On the gun livin on the run, look how they done momma's only son

X me out like I'm, a Roman numeral

Damn, and ain't tryin to see me again, till my funeral



[Chorus - Anthony Hamilton]

For so long I been grindin (grindin)

Paid my dues, put my time in (time in)

Even went down for tryin

I pushed on

Never once did I give up (give up)

Every time I fell I would get up (get up)

Always kept my spirit up

I pushed on



[Verse 2 - Scales]

Now we finally feelin plush

Doin gotta do to keep our nails airbrushed

Jade straight out the box, damn ne'er been touched

Damn I'm feelin good, B lined me up

Till we never seen a Pontiac diamond-toed

Nappy Roots, what it mean to ya? Mines and us

And don't be callin us slow, we ain't grind it up

Now my people all smiles cause we out the slums

Sayin, "Look at Big Bud ol' sloppy dru