Boots

Yeah I know
I know, I know
I know they gone turn they back on you
They gone give up on you
I know
I know your situation man
I know what you facing
NDO

I know them bitches don't like when you broke
Won't even laugh at your jokes
You pocket watching your bro
Why he ain't front you no dope
How you going take care of your son and you can't even buy him no clothes
I know you clutching your pole
Nigga move wrong and you taking his soul
I know you losing your men left and right
Some in the jail and some in the sky
You was just working and earning your stripes
But baby boy came and he changing your life
Lying at night
You be crying at night
Put your heart in the music
You cry when you write
Nevеr knew pops was addicted to white
But what's donе in the dark always come to the light

You stressing I know what you did
Make it a lesson it is what it is
It ain't your fault you was having a kid
You got to survive, how your son going live
You deep in the streets Moe I hope you prepared
When shit getting real the fake ones disappear
You out here alone all you seeing is red
If a nigga act foul you going take off his head
But you tired of the beef
Tired of the problems that come with the streets
You jumped off the porch cause your father was weak
You ain't wanna get deep
You just wanted a piece of the pie that you seen all your brothers would eat
And damn was they eating you couldn't compete
Jumped off the porch and you landed two feet
You took it over you thought it was sweet
But niggas get jealous so what you going do
Same nigga you loaded with you got to shoot
You know if he up then he'll do it to you
You win and you deep but you dead if you lose
Fuck it Moe you got to do what you do
Get it out the mud better put on your boots
Ain't no other path that you could choose
No time for tears just make a move
Nigga

I know them bitches don't like when you broke
Won't even laugh at your jokes
You pocket watching your bro
Why he ain't front you no dope
How you going take care of your son and you can't even buy him no clothes
I know you clutching your pole
Nigga move wrong and you taking his soul
I know you losing your men left and right
Some in the jail and some in the sky
You was just working and earning your stripes
But baby boy came and he changing your life
Lying at night
You be crying at night
Put your heart in the music
You cry when you write
Never knew pops was addicted to white
But what's done in the dark always come to the light