Yeah, yeah, uh
Woke up to the same old grind, Sun barely risin'
Pops already stressin', bills stackin' high as fuck
Kids out here runnin' wild, dodgin' bullets and the cops
Every day's a fight just to eat
Corners full of youngins slangin', tryin' to make a dollar
While the rich act like we just a joke
Hear the sirens every night, another body droppin'
News don't even care, just another number poppin'
Talkin' 'bout the struggle, this ain't no movie scene
This the real shit, blood and tears on the street, you feel me?

With nothin' but fuckin' pussy stuck on my mind
You suck my dick and it make me finish quick
Her mom was hooked on crack
She stay with her grandma and her two younger brothers
Grabbed my pops' keys, jumped in the car
Got just enough to get me through the fuckin' traffic
Your dad yellin' 'bout some damn alcohol
He gon' die in a pathetic way
Smokin' the best weed and drinkin' till I can't no more
But I'm with the crew right now and we ain't askin' for no help
Your mama used to say one day it's gon' wear your ass out
Football shorts smellin' like fuckin' sweat
Blastin' Eminem's first album lookin' spaced the fuck out
Hotboxin', cookin' for the crowd
Saggin' all the way to the liquor store
Where my boys pour up fours and get more twisted
I was never a stranger to the drama
That's funny 'cause I never been the violent type, yeah

Life in tha slums, where tha strong survive
Hustlin' every day jus' ta keep hope alive
Bitch where tha fuck was you when tha block was starvin'?
Now we run these streets, got tha whole hood barkin'
Still standin' tall in this motherfuckin' place
Through tha hard times, we never lost our faith
We still right here and ain't goin' nowhere, yeah

Walkin' past the alleys where the dealers post up
Lil' kids playin' soccer with a busted ball and no luck
Grandma on the porch, prayin' hard for better days
Politicians promise change but they look the other way
Ain't no fancy schools, just overcrowded classes
Teachers underpaid, students fightin' just to pass this
Hunger in the stomach, anger in the eyes
System set us up to fail
Then act surprised when we rise
Some of us get trapped in the cycle, can't escape

Ay, you faded, hood?
I think he smoked the wrong blunt though
Two fuckin' bullets in my Uncle Daniel's head
Liquor spillin', guns poppin', cookin' up Yola
My bro just shot a dude in the fuckin' head
I just hope the Lord forgive him
Bitches sellin' pussy, homies sellin' drugs, but it's all good
In the streets with a heater under my fuckin' Levi's
Shit, he faded, he feelin' fuckin' good
Hoe, I want your body 'cause of that big ol' fat ass
Hit the light pole, two dudes hopped out on foot and dashed
And they wonder why I barely drank now
But yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood
Money or pussy, what's my next craving?
I'm still really turned on, but I keep listenin' to stray bullets
Shots in the crowd then everybody ran
Banana clip, split his banana pudding
Lay with a snitch, die with a fuckin' coward
You love the streets, you love your hood
And might even love it to death

Life in tha slums, where tha strong survive
Hustlin' every day jus' ta keep hope alive
Bitch where tha fuck was you when tha block was starvin'?
Now we run these streets, got tha whole hood barkin'
Still standin' tall in this motherfuckin' place
Through tha hard times, we never lost our faith
We still right here and ain't goin' nowhere, yeah

Night falls and the block come alive in a different way
Bass thumpin' from the speakers
People dancin' through the pain
Laughin', lovin', fightin', cryin', all in the same breath
This the only home we know
Even when it feel like death
They call it favela, periphery, the wrong side of town
But this the place that raised me, won't ever let me down
Art, music, culture, shit they can't eradicate
So when you see me walkin' proud with my head held high
Know I came from the block where the weak ones die
But the real ones? We endure, we adapt, we fight

At first I did love you, but now I just wanna fuck
Late nights thinkin' of you until I get my nut
Tossed and turned, you was my first girlfriend
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's fuckin' good?
I shouldn't be fuckin' with you anyway, bitch
Pussy lips kept me actin' the fuck out
Matter fact, I got 19 centimeters, is that big for you?
Fuck, you think it's bullshit
Bitch, where was you when I was walkin'
You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street
I'm trapped inside the slum and I ain't proud to admit it
You too busy messin' with your other man
Indeed, saw a white guy with his brains blown the fuck out
At the same burger stand where we hang
Shit, rest in peace