Stay Hungry

I learned from the D-Boys
Raised by the Hustlas
Idolize Killas
and the fear never touches ya
Praise all customers
product quality was
better then the last
so they always gonna fuck with ya
Tape to cd
then vinyl
own my publishing
In a time when labels were white
like most dumb Republicans
Just hating on Niggas
living ratchet in the ghetto nah
I know what I'm worth
and
believe me I'm gonna take it all
Raw in spirit
So hard when you hear it
I'm like a single mom
I ain't taking none of ya bullshit
These rappers are my sons
I went around the world first
I told you on Araingus $6 a gram worked
Apollo Creed beauty
I never stopped dreaming
I used to be in the Mitsubishi with Ron Tse scheming
To make it out the Oakland streets
Most don't breathing
Something like Richmond
getting money Niggas eating
No mercy in the streets
Feel the heat drummer beating
Music soundtrack to my life
do you see him
And now we pray

Forever and ever
be pain or be pleasure
These days we will treasure
Whatevers whatever
That's Gucci that's Gumbo
that's how players ball
We're gonna have it all-yeah

This is life

Young hitter from the East O
tell you how it really go
Watch the cars that creep slow
Like big butt fine Ho's
I mean nice girls
with the body mind of psychos
Money is their game in the town of survival
Hidden in the indigo
traces of the rustic flow
I'm that real dope
And the radio is methadone
Do a buck thirty
on the coast of Galapagos
Not getting shot from dirty cops
Not the way I wanna go
dinner served from dirty pots
another day in the ghetto
Can't settle and I wont stop
No excuses cuz Daddy gone
No hate
No shame
No game
You're lame
Cocaine
bought my school clothes
Brands real names
The only thing cared about
in the hood you see
Fast money and the cars and the luxury
no money in the education
wasted society
Left to find it on our own
That's why I fight the beast