[Verse 1: Youngin]

Here we go, let's try to tackle my neck of the woods
I'll attempt to not baffle your skull the best that I could
But sometimes it gets hectic
Crackhead parents and children being neglected, motherfucking shame
But that's life, got n***as chasing the fast life
And OG's trying to climb back to past heights
You watched shorty grow up since a young buck
Now she's grown and that ass phat, now you wanna fuck
The lil' n***a with talent be on the block
You try to tell him to stop, he like "fuck the cops"
Yup, that's the mentality all of us have
Show no love to a person with a badge
You can't get mad because that's the way that it is
Every n***a been pressed out in the place that he lives
And nobody gives a fuck about you, they want a buck up out you
When you're broke they don't come around you
Clown you whenever you turn your back
They done broke the trust they got to earn it back
But if they fucked you once, they'll fuck you again
Stay away from them n***as they are not your friends
Wisdom my n***a, it comes with age
And rollers come with AIDS, stay away
They'll be looking straight in your face saying they're safe
And ladies, them n***as too, they all over the place
Uh, I ain't trying to preach n***a
I stay on the outside, so I see n***as
Now the rap game turning to the crack game
Everybody thinks that they can come and try to slang
Life is hard, we gotta keep our heads up
Though we fall, we gotta try to get up
And sit up straight because at the end of the day
You got kids you gotta feed and it's rent to pay
Yup, yeah I know I don't take my own advice
So I'm trying to help you to not live this life
Uh, everybody got their bad vices
Bet you know a person driving with a bad license
Now days, shorty thinks the only way to get dough
Is to drop her ass low on the stripper pole
There it go, the things I see
Looking out the window at D.C