[Verse 1]

What if everybody was broke?

Death rates would be higher than Bobby back in '04

Donald Trump probly hang his fuckin' neck by a rope

While Warren Buffet is watching as he fills himself with coke

No disrespect, I hope you understand what I'm getting at

I've been broke for years, I just got used to the kitchen rats

Boiling up the water for the noodles as I crunch the pack

Mom's comin' in, yellin 'Why this fuckin' house a mess?'

That's when I wanna skate, cause once the belts come out, there's no escape

Me and my brother both, but that nigga fuckin' changed

Ever since he left the crib he been acting a bit strange

Filling up his lungs with squares

Caught up in the era where niggas is cool if the thugness there

I can give a fuck, I know how it goes

They gon' be on my nuts, soon as they see that 106 steady playin' my stuff

[Bernie Mac]

[Verse 2]

Trying to make it to the other side

They say the grass is greener, I hope they didn't lie

Or somebody gonna get this mitten into they eye

I ain't trying to be working these fucking 9-5's

Moms still bitching at me cause the fucking dishes high

All this stress make me wanna start getting high

Flip these pink lips to black, Moms gon' kick me out

Right with my bro, stealing up out of stores and shit

I love him, but he tripping like a nerd, and I hope these damn babies help him learn

I'm holding the faith, I'm the common sense from '98

Can I borrow a dollar cause I ain't ate

Can't wait till niggas say that I'm fuckin' the game

And chicks giving me pussy cause they heard of my name

This the shit I always dreamed about

In my room with the fan in the window, and the music loud

Bitch I'm coolin' now

I ain't trying to stay local

Raps only played by my circle, that shit is wack

So I'm out here on the grind like Hawk do

Trying to make these fuckin' dreams come true

Trying to make my dreams come true, trying to make my dreams come true

Trying to make these dreams come true, trying to make these dreams come... true