Lies ma homies told

1
Grew up on the block,
6th Ave. to be exact,
Splacking cadillacs dodging cops.
Some of us slang crack rocks,
On clock tik tok you don`t stop
Did what we had to do
Thug life ride or die
Is all we ever knew
Thought Tupac was the coming of the christ
That boy got popped and didn’t come back oh
Happy mommy prayed for me
Smack down never hesitate to lay on me
If not the p.i.m.p.
G`s in the hood would`ve preyed on me
Running these streets with them boys today I might`ve been under the ground
Im so happy god came into my life…yea

HOOK
Get down or lay down
Money makes the world go round
Lies ma homies tole me
Hoop dreams, rap game
Might be all we got out here
Lies ma homies told me
Running these streets with them boys
Today, I might have been under the ground
So happy God came into my life….

2
Keep your mind on the money,
Money on your mind
However you can get it cheat or doing crimes
Money, power, respect
That`s the key to life
People may think you`re weak if you treat them kind.
Forget about a mut get a gangsta bitch
Remember, chickens ain`t nothing but hoes and tricks.
Don`t ever nobody in the ghetto
Never leave your house without the metal
What more can I say, what more can I say?
You`re either predator or you can be the prey.
A fool gets shot in the hood everyday.
You get caught don`t tell on your friends.
Do your time in the pen
And come out a man.
These are lies I was told that has ruined my life…

HOOK
Get down or lay down
Money makes the world go round
Lies ma homies tole me
Hoop dreams, rap game
Might be all we got out here
Lies ma homies told me
Running these streets with them boys
Today, I might have been under the ground
So happy God came into my life….

Half Ounce
He came into my life an showed me who fake/
an the opps wasn't the opps I found out the homies was snakes /
now im thuggin presidential circle tighter than butt cheeks/ (pause)
Beef nigga ain't no talking i just creep n let the pump speak/
hood politician bitch
I only fuck wit a small few/
trippin
them choppas rippin an im hitten like I sharpshoot/
An im thuggin fuck a function im dumping rite at yo pumpkin/
Aint no fussin when im dumping u slumping and what im clutching Russian/
City of dreams in that fast lane in dat black thang/
Sippen champagne on a campaign and bitch im fresh out the crap game/
I ain't no Hollywood night batch i stay in the set/
Wit a tech 2 to the neck im at ya face if you step/
Im 500 wit this shit real niga ain't no fabricatin/
I'm activated
So trip ima grab the 40 and get animated /
No exaggerating
I'm noodle knocking flocking and doe stacking/
In a Volkswagen brakkin I ain't clocking im toe taggin/

HOOK
Get down or lay down
Money makes the world go round
Lies ma homies tole me
Hoop dreams, rap game
Might be all we got out here
Lies ma homies told me
Running these streets with them boys
Today, I might have been under the ground
So happy God came into my life….