Sacrifice

I made all the sacrifice
 I wasn't lyin' in "Some Nights"
 Really had to risk my life
 I went down the wrong road
 Sorry Ma, but this my life
 I went bought my own pole
 You already know what I'm on, blow
 I had to walk to school with it
 I couldn't tote no longnose
 Right in front the police, grippin'
 Probably thought it was my phone though
 Never panicked, I didn't get it
 Nigga I seen a hundred killings
 We ain't never go by schools and children (Southside on the track, yeah)
 Cap' died, I'm like fuck it, get him
 Way before rap I was real, no limit
 Fuckin' hoes who I can't trust a nigga
 Trust big cuz, gotta watch my bruh though
 Know he came up off everything cutthroat
 Matter fact I ain't gon' say nothin' else
 Heard it turned out bad luck for bruh, though
 Know I got everything under my belt
 Tote a lil' .40 Glock, that's for my health
 Remember it was just me and Max on the block
 Packs came in, put thrax on the block
 Overcharge niggas, get a tax on the block
 First nigga with a hundred racks on the block
 Could pop out without my fuckin' Glock on rock
 Don't lie, they went up top
 I remember them nights up top
 You gon' die, they one up top
 It was like 4AM on the morning of August 10th
 We was on the block shootin' dice, yeah, that was when Kobe went
 I ain't never know you walked off 'fore those shots was lit
 Kyro called your name out, he was on top of it
 You already know how we rockin', bitch, still on top of shit
 Ziploc and shit, fifth shot, he hit
 If this rock, we Diddy
 I ain't tryna talk, we with it (Fuck 'em)
 Hundred round chops, keep a fifty
 We don't got an opp, he finished (Motherfucker)
 Wake up in Sicily, on it and sit on, open my mouth like a dentist
 They just ridin' and ridin' around all night 'cause I told 'em to hop on that business
 So used to get high outside all night, just tryna mind our business
 We get caught doin' this shit, gon' get a life sentence
 Bitch, my heart cold, and my ice glisten
 My bitch tell me I'm too high and I'm just like, "Listen"
 Gotta stay high 'cause I think too much, I get to trippin'
 Gotta stay high 'cause I blink too much, I get to blickin'
 'Bout a hundred million, when I get a visit
 I can't let no nigga trick me through no Twitter mention
 Gotta leave the hood right now or you gon' be a statistic
 Gotta leave the streets right now, like that's a big decision
 I make rich decisions
 Graduated in the streets I'm trappin', call that payin' tuiton
 And on Capo, whatever I'm worth, my niggas seein' it with me
 I need a hundred-fifty
 I made sacrifices for niggas who really wasn't even with me
 That's why I ain't friendly, is you really with me?
 'Cause I feel the envy, and this bitch a semi
 And I keep it with me, like this bitch was Jimmy
 Told 'em, "Bail out, nigga," I'm sittin' here, this bitch a hemi
 For Big Red and Slim, left and right hand pour out Remy, Henny
 And this Draco a mini, I know you heard about Kenny
 I know you heard about Benny, nigga, I ain't heard about any
 Benz, bread, get niggas dead, shit I done did for plenty
 I just hate that all my real niggas dead, now I got my bread up
 I'm in the 'Raq so every day I still gotta keep my head up
 In my boxers, finger cloth my tips and load the lead up
 Say you gangbang, pussy nigga, what you scared for?
 Slept in traphouses 'fore I got rich, filled up with bedbugs
 Slept in halls on 78th, that's just because my mans was
 For my dawgs, I done did it all, back against the wall
 What you needed? It was just a call, I wasn't rich at all
 Same niggas since day one, they still with me, ain't switch at all
 Suck a dick, I told them people question me, can't snitch at all
 And these street niggas make the rules, now they switched the law
 Can't respect 'em without no capacity, a bitch involved
 And I'm still with my dawgs, and we duckin', ditchin' laws
 We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that's all
 We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that's all
 That's all, uh
 Yeah
 Street niggas with me, you know
 Gang shit only, man
 You know we bringing the stu' out
 Right next to the buttons and all that other shit
 It's ganged out
 ♪
 Southside on the track, yeah
 
 I made all the sacrifice
 I wasn't lyin' in "Some Nights"
 Really had to risk my life
 I went down the wrong road
 Sorry Ma, but this my life
 I went bought my own pole
 You already know what I'm on, blow
 I had to walk to school with it
 I couldn't tote no longnose
 Right in front the police, grippin'
 Probably thought it was my phone though
 Never panicked, I didn't get it
 Nigga I seen a hundred killings
 We ain't never go by schools and children (Southside on the track, yeah)
 Cap' died, I'm like fuck it, get him
 Way before rap I was real, no limit
 Fuckin' hoes who I can't trust a nigga
 Trust big cuz, gotta watch my bruh though
 Know he came up off everything cutthroat
 Matter fact I ain't gon' say nothin' else
 Heard it turned out bad luck for bruh, though
 Know I got everything under my belt
 Tote a lil' .40 Glock, that's for my health
 Remember it was just me and Max on the block
 Packs came in, put thrax on the block
 Overcharge niggas, get a tax on the block
 First nigga with a hundred racks on the block
 Could pop out without my fuckin' Glock on rock
 Don't lie, they went up top
 I remember them nights up top
 You gon' die, they one up top
 It was like 4AM on the morning of August 10th
 We was on the block shootin' dice, yeah, that was when Kobe went
 I ain't never know you walked off 'fore those shots was lit
 Kyro called your name out, he was on top of it
 You already know how we rockin', bitch, still on top of shit
 Ziploc and shit, fifth shot, he hit
 If this rock, we Diddy
 I ain't tryna talk, we with it (Fuck 'em)
 Hundred round chops, keep a fifty
 We don't got an opp, he finished (Motherfucker)
 Wake up in Sicily, on it and sit on, open my mouth like a dentist
 They just ridin' and ridin' around all night 'cause I told 'em to hop on that business
 So used to get high outside all night, just tryna mind our business
 We get caught doin' this shit, gon' get a life sentence
 Bitch, my heart cold, and my ice glisten
 My bitch tell me I'm too high and I'm just like, "Listen"
 Gotta stay high 'cause I think too much, I get to trippin'
 Gotta stay high 'cause I blink too much, I get to blickin'
 'Bout a hundred million, when I get a visit
 I can't let no nigga trick me through no Twitter mention
 Gotta leave the hood right now or you gon' be a statistic
 Gotta leave the streets right now, like that's a big decision
 I make rich decisions
 Graduated in the streets I'm trappin', call that payin' tuiton
 And on Capo, whatever I'm worth, my niggas seein' it with me
 I need a hundred-fifty
 I made sacrifices for niggas who really wasn't even with me
 That's why I ain't friendly, is you really with me?
 'Cause I feel the envy, and this bitch a semi
 And I keep it with me, like this bitch was Jimmy
 Told 'em, "Bail out, nigga," I'm sittin' here, this bitch a hemi
 For Big Red and Slim, left and right hand pour out Remy, Henny
 And this Draco a mini, I know you heard about Kenny
 I know you heard about Benny, nigga, I ain't heard about any
 Benz, bread, get niggas dead, shit I done did for plenty
 I just hate that all my real niggas dead, now I got my bread up
 I'm in the 'Raq so every day I still gotta keep my head up
 In my boxers, finger cloth my tips and load the lead up
 Say you gangbang, pussy nigga, what you scared for?
 Slept in traphouses 'fore I got rich, filled up with bedbugs
 Slept in halls on 78th, that's just because my mans was
 For my dawgs, I done did it all, back against the wall
 What you needed? It was just a call, I wasn't rich at all
 Same niggas since day one, they still with me, ain't switch at all
 Suck a dick, I told them people question me, can't snitch at all
 And these street niggas make the rules, now they switched the law
 Can't respect 'em without no capacity, a bitch involved
 And I'm still with my dawgs, and we duckin', ditchin' laws
 We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that's all
 We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that's all
 That's all, uh
 Yeah
 Street niggas with me, you know
 Gang shit only, man
 You know we bringing the stu' out
 Right next to the buttons and all that other shit
 It's ganged out
 ♪
 Southside on the track, yeah