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Life a funny thing, we all want to shine like diamond ringsLive like kings, and achieve childhood dreamsLord be my witness when I say we all need youCause where I'm livin' ain't nothing but hustlin' gon' feed youMany say the negativity shouldn't be glorifiedEyes wide when they realize a nigga live and dieThe shit I speak, but don't nobody give a damnNigga hung up, on what I got and who I amSave me, from this evilness that made meAin't nothin' shakin' if you ain't talkin' 'bout payin' meThe route to all evil don't seem badWhen dreams of havin' it is all I ever hadNobody wants you when your down and outCan't find, no oneHe blessed me, oh yeah, you could say thatA Southern cat, puttin' Tennesee on the mapWith rap, hip-hop until they pop me and my heart stopThinkin' 'bout the things I did to get me where I gotAre where I came from, ain't nothing easy about itI got 'bout it, and got the fuck up out itCrab ass niggaz want to see me brokeBecause I'm flippin' like a kingpin sellin' legal dopeQuote what I wrote, gettin' smoked with your guysHopin' I demise, I can see it in your eyesLetras de cancionesThe same nigga tryin' to smoke a sack with meBe the same bitch talkin' 'bout jackin' meThat's when Ricardo called the killers and they always readyNightmares for your fam 'bout them bullets in your bellyImage is everything, and skill is twice thatAnd don't nobody want you when your ass is broke flatNobody wants you when your down and outCan't find, no oneNo one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)These streets, can be so mean to menCrack and guns take dreams from menIn the blink of an eye, go from dusted to the richAnd watch how many people start ridin' your dickOh, you the man when your flippin' through the town on chromeBut who gon' really be your nigga when that bullshits gone?UhYou think it's funny, but ain't nobody laughin' but youWhen I done seen what a broke ass nigga will doJack, sell crack to get they life on trackSome say I glorify, but all I do is tell the factsI done seen garbage sacks full of hundred stacksRich cats lose it all fuckin' with P packsPeople say make the money change things around youAnd not you, but that's some hard shit to doRemember this when your hustlin' and have doubtsNobody want you, when a nigga ass out, uhNobody wants you when your down and outCan't find, no oneNo one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)Nobody wants you when your down and outCan't find, no oneNo one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to) From Letras Mania