It's my head stress to the point I get a fever
South-side sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul
Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up
Agents snapping your picture neighbors plotting to get ya
We gotta make it up out this life
I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog
Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck
Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker
No less than three or four, you know how it go
We gonna make it up out the hood one day
Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps
Then they wonder why we light green up
That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em
I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise, some how some way
Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out this life
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
Over here we got this poor child, he'd that there
Back to back steamer trying to relax but I can't
Some how some way
I'm from the dirt, I planted my seed on unfertile land
And my boys we all poor getting high
Some how some way, some how some way
Nigga all got guns
And holding back all the mothers for a minute, pumping hard dog
Some way we gonna make it up out this life
To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you
Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up
All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up
Enough to get the latest roc, newest glock and old Jordies
Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids
Some how some way
Some how some way
I lean up, ain't the L or the refer that steam up, that steam up
That's how I feel for 'em and we gotta grip the shorties on the block
Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and zippers
Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there
Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed
Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn
I seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received
I gotta make it up out the hood someday
Situations is critic I was out here to get it
We gonna make it up out this hood one day
I don't always want to be this drug dealing motherfucker damn
Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand
Some how some way
Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Love being willied and your creek gonna rise
Another chapter based on how I get that game
Some way we gotta make it up out this life
And touch my soul take hold of my hand
We gotta make it up out this life
Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride through the sky
Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
Some how some way
Our kids eating lunch at night in their beds all bunched in tight
Some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday
Man I'm getting scared for them, yeah I know
All they do is smoke weed and drink forties, cock their lower quarties
Working inside a slump house starving to death
And still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through
Whether we dribble out this motherfucker
I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
For the rest of their life fucking wings fried
Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up
Some how some way
Two by the foot two by the headboard
Some how some way
Vegetable rice, gotta be kidding, no breakfast, Cap'n Crunch at night
Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it
I use to play the hall up fifth floor me
Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck
Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street
