[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Back in them project hallways with some [?] crack [?]
Young n***as, they catch crack sales and then act crazy
[?] dope along, cause that pays
Besides, I tried to [?] from you n***as and y'all would act shade
I'm serving white and black people that use the pipe and needle
And they say god's a good man, but I think I like him [?]
Toat extendos like it's legal plan B [?]
[?] told my PO I'm go smoke my reefer
[?] stepped on homie
[?] slept on homie
[?] look what he left out [?]
Yo, I turned a box of rocks into a Rose Gold Roles
Told my nephew cook up, or pick the books up
Either way it goes, I get you hooked up
Before you bitches judge me, make sure you look at yourself first
Went to the pen as a good man, and came out worse

[Chorus: Sammi J]
Oh oh oh
I [?] me some good things
But he's a gangsta

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
I try to be good, I try be cool
But I feel like everybody evil, so majority rules
Should I tell him I don't feel him?
Should I wound him? Should I kill him?
Or should I bring him to the [?]
Devil on my shoulder, telling me to profit
Angel like you gettin' old [?], stop it
[?]
If I kill him and go to jail, it's two birds with one stone
Homie these lil n***as with big hearts
Homie these dumb n***as with street smarts
Pretty bitches give up pussy like they [?]
I knew that n***a since his hair was curly
It's a shame these tough guys turn [?] early
Hard decisions, crooked politicians
And still I roam with these body magicians
I'm a good man
[Chorus: Sammi J]
Oh oh oh
I [?] me some good things
But he's a gangsta

Oh oh oh
I [?] me some good things
But he's a gangsta