[Verse 1]
When I was workin' with the wet
Stick up men came in and murdered my connect
I was(Sad)
When my first hood bitch cookie
Found out the hoe gave another nigga the pussy
Made me (Sad)
I was only 14 and
Nigga popped off, when I got older I seen her
She was (Sad)
As I pulled away in that cream Benz
Left her with her three kids from a dude In the state pen
(Sad)
When they shot up some of my street friends
Every time I beat a new case I know police been
(Sad)
When my moms and my pops past
Every time I push that drop past the crib I be
(Sad)
When I got the news they robbed ?
Big Al layed in the coffin homie the sight of it was
(Sad)
His wifey ballin in a snot rag
Both Bill veins got slain I know the block had
(Sad)
Niggas and chicks up and down the strip
Couldn't even step to they wake, because I found the shit
(Sad)
I know most a y'all relate to this
Nigga love that hood life, but got a escape cause it's
(Sad)
[Hook]
This can't be life, I'm only tryin' a make my bread
Older people like "You made your bed to lie in it"
In five minutes I'm a lose it and pop off lead
What's close to me like hold ya head
Hold ya head
Can't be life, I'm only tryin' a make my bread
Older people like "You made your bed to lie in it"
Five minutes I'm a lose it and pop off lead
What's close to me like hold ya head
But Ahk it's (Sad)
[Verse 2]
Watchin' your loved ones struggle
And land they self inside that blood puddle
The struggle got me (Sad)
When my sis died from a high fix
And had my baby cold in the box stiff
Whole family (Sad)
Ready to kill every drug dealer that chopped sit
And pop on any kid I see block pitchin'
But ahk livin' (Sad)
Got the same pain that I feel
Nigga mom strung out, only difference she nod still
(Sad)
When I see a crack prostitute in high heels
Still think she got that slammin' body and fly grillers
(Sad)
She'll fix you up for a five bill
Once she stole that dope boy package and got a guy killed
(Sad)
It's a every day in the hood thing
What our black women do, men do for that cooked caine
(Sad)
For a nigga diamonds and wood grain
Stuck my foot in the game kid, they got a crook playin'
(Sad)
I'm only tryin' a get some good change
Every time they look at me strange, I got a push things
(Sad)
No, its not a good thing thing
Words of misery in my rhyme book as the hood sing
(Sad)