(I'm a livin' little good
thing) (well)
(It's like you never livin'
for me, yeah) (well)
(Mama said you was a good
thing) (well, well)
(Good, good, good)
(well) (yeah)
Yeah
We came a long way, man,
we done came a long way
And we sittin' on top of this
shit
This shit can go one of two
ways
This shit can go up,
it can go down
Either way, nigga, I'm prepared
Feel me? Yeah
I be comin' in peace, but
fuck me
Best beware of the others
This shit deep, undercovers creep
This southern heat make un
bearable summers
Just last week, seen your mama weep
Crying 'cause she don't wan'
bury your brother
The blood leaks while the EMTs
Gotta carry her baby like
surrogate mothers
Whoa, thank God we survived around
where the terrorists hovered
Though traumatized, wouldn't
trade it for nothin'
Through hard times,
it was there I discovered a hustle
And makin' the best out the struggle
I kept grindin' 'til this day,
up a level
Respect mine,
gotta stay out of trouble
'Cause TEC-9s like to air
out rebuttals
Cole World, niggas knowin' what it is
Just in case they don't,
I show 'em what it is
This summer, I do real numbers
Couldn't dare touch it if they
sold a double disc
Block hot, niggas burnin' up the street
Shots poppin' and we
heard it up the street
It's a war, niggas runnin' up the score
Je sus said that you should
turn the other cheek
Voiceless niggas gettin' murdered
every week
Dead bodies, smell the odor in the street
My homie homie got out on parole
He sold more Coca-Cola than than
the soda industry
Summertime bring the coldest
winter breeze
Hella blues like the Rollin' 60's
Christ went to Heaven aged thirty-three
And And so did Pimp C and so did
Nipsey
(Baby) I told you, I told
you
This shit can go up, it can go down,
I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I done seen the highest heights
I done seen it twice
And I've seen the lowest
of the lows
And still I rose
Now I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah