Lost Files

Everything was all good way back in the day
 Then the whole hood really went wild
 Long live the gang, man, the whole hood missin' them smiles
 Swear the whole hood missin' them smiles
 I'm a Sed baby, thirteen hundred block ass nigga
 You can tell from my walk to my style
 I ain't really hop off the porch 'til a nigga got older
 But I been on the block since a child
 We was rugrats in the trenches, now you up in the sky
 Stay as far from as I look up to the clouds
 Pray for a sign just to know you still with me, so I seen the sun shine
 That's how I knew that you was proud
 God was there so many times, could've lost my life
 Or fought for it on trial
 But it's like he chose me to be the one with the mic' in my hands
 Steady talkin' in front of them crowds
 Overcame a lot by myself ever since I got rich
 It's like everybody wanna come around
 I remember I was dead broke, nigga, I ain't have shit
 You wasn't in the list of numbers I could dial
 Back against the ropes, wasn't no one there to help me fight
 Nigga, I wanna just throw in the towel
 Keep my circle small, never let a bitch nigga in
 That's just somethin' that I really can't allow
 Man, I'm sorry, but I can't yell gang with a nigga who ain't valid
 Or down to do a bid with me
 Seem like every day it's a brand new nigga in my face
 Tryna claim some kin to me
 It's a whole lot of niggas with they fuckin' hand out
 But can't name one thing they done did for me
 Hell nah, you can't hit this Backwood if you wasn't scrapin' up change
 Blowin' Swishers in the crib with me
 Seem like the industry pick and choose who they want in the front
 Man, this shit lookin' rigged to me
 And you talkin' like you live that shit, but I'm really from the trenches
 I don't feel it, so I disagree
 Do you really understand all the ups and downs to this lifestyle?
 Shit fun but it's bittersweet
 What you know about days missing out on meals
 Just to make sure your brothers and your sisters eat?
 It was re-up time, I was on my grind
 Told the P's I ain't taking no shorts
 We was playin' the block, fuck a sport
 The way that we shootin' and passin' the rock
 You would think that we play on the court
 When my niggas died, they thought it was funny
 So kill 'em and don't show remorse
 It's a whole lot of goofy ass niggas in the way out here
 Should've stayed on the porch
 Niggas ain't ready to give up the spotlight
 They don't wanna pass me the torch
 Yeah, I'm hot right now so they gon' dick ride
 Whether it's hate or support
 But was I gon' make it? Of course
 Lil Polo like that man on the horse
 I need a Lambo' or a Porsche
 Tryna run up them M's
 Got place to flex on these niggas like I'm liftin' weights at the gym
 I hang with some killers
 Few lil' savages with me, my shooters don't aim at the rim
 He tough with his chest out, we pull them TEC's out
 Blast 'til we knock off a limb
 Have him runnin' up out of his Timbs
 Niggas know we be wettin' shit
 If you walk with the opps then I hope you can swim