Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, boo yow
Shit, keep the faith and get your hustle on
Live the life of Al Capone or Don Coroleone
But somehow someway, you got to make a better way
I never really understood what he said
But them Westside niggas is the craziest
That's real, I feel your pain nigga
I ain't never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing
Here's my number baby girl don't you lose it
You know, but one thing I never did do
Nigga done time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime
Homicides didn't happen much, niggas wasn't rappin' much
Yeah, you got to make a better way
Before I got off in this rap shit
It's smoky in this motherfucker while we cruising
That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating
I love confetti, I always stay ready
That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating
And Eastside niggas is the shadiest
Too young to ride but it's still Eastside
First things first 'cuz, stop smokin' cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga stop hating
But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say
And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming after me
Shit, nigga did anything to get a dollar
So next year we can do it all again
'Cause I'ma get mine regardless
I used to be just like you nigga
Until my motherfucking Dogg took a slug in his head
But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say
And he fuckin' with this hood rat that he met up in dance
Playin' football up in Powly High
Be smart, fresh start is all you need
I went out and got my own ya feel me?
Same Dogg channel, same Dogg time
It's 99 nigga, shit, I know you strappin' up
You got to make a better way
Betty gettin' mad 'cause Eddie wanna share
So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Slow down and go down, shit you know now
I ain't had this much fun since '79
Tragically casualties and fatalities
You got to make a better way
Freddy's dead and Betty said Eddie's a Fed
Better days ahead
Nigga whether I'm rapping or on the streets
Drippin' on my memories, twisted off my music
Two down, with just one gun
But somehow someway, better days ahead
Cold way nigga gotta learn his lesson
So from me to you, man to man better days ahead my nigga
But look at how you livin' for a minute then compare
Only the strong will survive in 99
Tryin' to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
Shit out of control, sign of the times
I gotta have it, my baby boy don't understand it
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
My grand pappy once sat me on his lap and he said
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
Just a young nigga on the front of a swing
Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Hell motherfuckin' yeah, nigga wanna see the end
First thing first, 'cuz, stop smoking cess weed
My nigga, and who said killin' wasn't no fun
You are what you smoke, my nigga stop hating
Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my prime
Be smart, fresh start is all you need
Sonny get your money 'fore you end up dead
Better days ahead, yeah
I sit alone in the zone with a face of stone
I was only eight then, hadn't been to the Penn
