Life is hard, tough, rough, like a brilo-pad
Growing up, street smart was all I had
I had no choice but to turn to the hood
It's difficult trying to change for the good
What do you do when there's nowhere to turn?
Before you decide, look back, what did you learn?
Try to survive, I'm gon' do the same
Stuck in this world, heart full of pain
Money cover evil, trying to stay sane
Cash keeps flowing, like blood to the brain
Rappin' ain't like hustling, it's a whole different game
came through a struggle, my ankle got a sprain
Haters don't care, nobody gon' look out
Everybody's grillin', but this ain't a cookout
Bullets keep flyin', that's what the scare's about
Life's rough, like the stuff between tile, grout
The hood's full of hate, what happened to love
Too many little misfits, like a tiny glove
Put haters in dirt, that's what I call gardenin'
My heart's colder than water, when it starts hardenin'
Call me care-free, I ain't got no worries
Life don't always end well, like fairy-tale stories