Missy Elliott
So Gone
Uh, ha, I'm takin' sacrifices erryday n***a, from the work to the work, a big cake n***a
These n***as glorifyin' shit that real n***as live, like the type of shit you hopin', God forgive
I'm from the slums, bro, I grew up different, I was that badass kid that had to hit prison
I got my shit straight now, took a long time, too busy focused on the streets it wasn't on my grind
I love this shit too much, they was tellin' me, I gave my heart to the hood I mean heavily
I'm a different pedigree I say what I mean now when I fucks with all y'all but I spit for the streets though
A lotta strugglin' times they shy away from, a lotta homies ain't homies I stay away from
I've been hated since day one by day ones, my n***as gotta feel that, look at yo' day ones
How many still here?, how many you fuck with?, how many jealous are you?, the ones ain't got shit
Too busy focused on the props for me to sidetrack, bitch I'm a money hog, now tell 'em run that
Yeah the future lookin' bright, too many long nights, too many arguments, and a lotta fistfights
A lotta bad bitches, a few ugly hoes, you might regret fuckin', but still did it though
Look I ain't rich bitch, but I'm gettin' to it, I don't rock fake belts, I don't do fake music
All you n***as say you real well what's yo' definition, you need to take this burner case or I'm back to prison
You gon' get probation, n***a my deal fold, I got a strike two, you supposed to be real though
Yeah I was so gone, yeah I was so lost, and life a chess game, every move cost
But I got no regrets, I gain wisdom, I won't be disappointed, 'cause I got tunnel vision
All I see is guap, that's all I'm livin' for, that's all it got me... *oh man, I fucked up on that on the end, fuck, man I was on, aight, I'm ready, la, all I see is guap, that's all I'm movin' for, that's all I got my attention, that's how you win, bro
I stay burnered up, that's how it gotta go, 'cause I'll be damned if a n***a catch me slippin' though
These streets is grimy as fuck, you just'll never know, and if I pull mines out I'm 'bout to let it go (gunshots), N***A! Dawgie, brrrra!