[Intro]
(Green Lantern)
Uh, cold
Them n***as ain't with you
They know, man
A true story
Can't make this shit up
'Cause I used to risk my life for this shit
Used to play that dirty corner every day, n***a
What you know about it?
Huh? (Invasion)

[Verse 1]
I seen coke bricks (N***a), they fairytalin', never sold shit
Homicides right in my eyes, seen a soul lift (In my face)
Break a whole one into nines, it's only four splits
Thousand grams busted in dimes, then bought four bricks
8-balls for one twenty-five, plus we sold nicks (True shit)
Told me lean the pot to the side, we doin' dope tricks
Move the fork counter-clockwisе until the coke's stiff (Whip)
Plugged in with thе top guys, they gettin' bows sent
Plenty chickens like it's Popeyes, this ain't no jokin' (This shit ain't no joke, n***a)
Every time you walk in the trap, the pot's smokin' (Word)
The spot open (For real), we was hustlin', sellin' hope, and
Moms hopin' we don't die before we go in (I'm good, Ma)
Young n***a, I had got into it with grown men
Used to tell 'em, "Long as my gun bigger, they won't win" (Word)
Left us hopeless, heartbroken, outspoken
Say that you deserve it, you die with your eyes open, n***a

[Chorus]
I had a pocket full of hope on the corner
More money and my problems got stronger
Countin' hundreds 'cause the twenties take longer
Drug money kept my head above water
Double ups to a eight then a quarter
Twenty-eight on the plate, I'm takin' orders
Livin' fast, but my nights gettin' longer
Bein' broke bring a different type of hunger

[Verse 2]
The fast life come with bad things
Couldn't sleep last night, wakin' up from a bad dream
A good player on the bad team
N***a ran the slam route, I told him, "Take it straight up the scene" (What happened?)
Got caught, now he blamin' Heem (What I do?)
But he ran the wrong play, told 'em, "Go," it was plain to see (You see that?)
How I'm wrong? Please explain to me (They know)
We all came in this shit blind, a bundle and a rusty piece
Got some close friends that's deceased
May they rest in peace, but I'm still ridin' to the death of me (True shit)
This street shit done got the best of me
Know God blessin' me, duckin' the devil, he steady testin' me (Testin' me)
I been tryin' turn my life 'round (My life 'round)
Sellin' light brown, keep turnin' back because the price down
Movin' dope, told 'em I'm addicted
My mama told me, "Quit it," caught me a case, but it got acquitted

[Chorus]
I had a pocket full of hope on the corner
More money and my problems got stronger
Countin' hundreds 'cause the twenties take longer
Drug money kept my head above water
Double ups to a eight then a quarter
Twenty-eight on the plate, I'm takin' orders
Livin' fast, but my nights gettin' longer
Bein' broke bring a different type of hunger