Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why?

I see things that never was and say, why not?

Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down



East New York, Eighty-two, First pumas navy blue

First wife Kiesha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo

Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it thru

Front window, Ms. Glady's, that was my favorite view

Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend

Right around the time the god rocks smoking dead presidents

Devilish ever since, seeking for hope, needing some form of nourishment

It's eighty-eight skin starting to radiate

Hit on my baby-face mama bear could see that I'm there

She finally gave me space change of pace moving quicker

Consuming liquor, humping on some chicks pussy

Trying to undo her zipper

Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures

What other way but poetically can I prove we scriptures?

Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum,

Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em

Five when they buried Will killed 'Po killed Phil

Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill

Prince in prison, damn, Yam still living

I can see him up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm

God, show me a better way, give me another day

Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay



Fo sho, I just wanna be there, you know?

Realize what I'm worth, the work I put in

And I brought to the table through the years

I ain't the average, ya heard?

Respect my gangsta, it's all hustle

Steal it on 'em, you know?



Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ

Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies

Look how a lady raised me, so would say he crazy

I'm just a nigga fro