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leave a nigga, I'm sick
But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
I promise, ya
a wild motherfucker who could never sit still
said you wouldn't rest until you saw a mill
nigga I felt you
we was back an forth burough to projects for
a wild motha fucka who could never sit still 
said you wouldn't rest until you saw a mill 
nigga i felt you 
we was back an forth burough to projects
Barely-in-the-background kind of guy
You still matter

And even if you're somebody who can't escape the feeling
That the world's passed you by
You still matter

If
(What's up, Jay Rock?) Shit, just the same old same old
Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope
Project hustling, chasing them pesos
It's
checkin's
The crown says I'm down, from the ground up

But what if emcee comes

Come on, emcee go

Easin in as slick as I can

The feelings right
The music's
(What's up, Jay Rock?) 
Shit, just the same old same old
Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope
Project hustling, chasing them pesos
It's
looks beautiful over the projects 
What a shame, its ain't the same where we stand at 
If you look close you can see the bricks chipped off 
Sometimes
letting go and closing his eyes
And I devoured comic books street colored mythologies taught me right and wrong and if u believe, You can fly

[Repeat:
I don't give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from...
This is...this is projects
I don't give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where
the top
Time to talk about the money, I can tell you bout a profit
Ocean front spot moving niggas out the projects
Diamonds on my neck call it
on the block with a knot in ya sock and don't glock
Without making by way to getting got or get shot
Oh no
If ya scared to represent ya ghetto
Then don't
(talking)
Say Ty, (what's up)
I'm feeling you yeah (is that right)
But they say I'm too ghetto for you (oh, ha ha)
Let's chill out from the club
Master MC 
One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me 
Feet come first, sometimes not the head 
Some niggas eat, some don't get fed 
If you live by
just chillin’
Lounging in the ghetto and in project buildings
Happy with a one hundred thousand if I never make a million
Ask me what I’m doing and I
Right now I just wanna say thank you, (thank you)
For your downloads, ya streams, ya hard copies
Whatever means of purchase
Even if you bootlegged
feelings make me shout 'em out
Forgive the people that wanna blame everything on rap music
If they didn't live it they can't relate or even adapt to it
made of workin men?s sweat
And prayin folk?s tears.
If you look closer you?ll notice
That this pattern resembles
Tenement row houses, project high
the right, I'm a probable cause 
Keep my stash ??? while your guns get tossed 
Niggas live by the law then they die by the law 
Then I live by the gat
And reminded me of the motto by which I've always tried to live my life: 
F$CK 'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the soundtrack:] "Hi! "After many
called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by your yesterday
If you can grab hold of your now, and move in your
And reminded me of the motto by which I've always tried to live my life: 
F$CK 'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the soundtrack:] "Hi! "After many
Lyle spit this out right now
And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects
You wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he
And reminded me of the motto by which I've always tried to live my life: 
F$CK 'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the soundtrack:] "Hi! "After many
that I would give in
It didn't feel right in my system but I was with 'em
Trying to fight the feeling but I was just like a victim
Caught up in