Five in the morning police at my door at my door Timberlands running across the hall will flow just inside the alley to make my escape.
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Tupac state. It's always something in the city.
It's always something in the city.
Early in the morning every day. I'm thinking hustle with that's not what's on your mind. What's the problem?
Me go to the store. I see two and a fight and I won't think it to myself.
What the problem is trying to come up by the color. They keep holding us down.
And the question still remains what the problem is. Is it me? Is it you?
Is it us as a group? If it is, then help me figure out the problem.
It's a little bit safer during the day when the kids is out to play when I'm street lights.
Come on. They better be taking it home. We do our dirt up under the sunlight.
But the moonlight is dimmer January down to December through the spring fall.
And when you learn to survive in the ghetto, but a break to sell in a year, you're on the corner.
But a break to get books. Look, Popo was on that.
No, Jack is on that cracker. They make the law.
But you got the blast. They still cut. Oh, they shy.
Still 187 a lesson. That's right.
And they might be the only way to make it out together.
When that's real combat on contact, you'll be killed.
Oh, God, the life is serious. My heart is near and dear.
There's so many parts to understand this. I want to smoke the cannabis.
I can't forget your hood. You represent my struggle.
Ride money, women, power, respect. That's just the soul.
It's like early in the morning every day. I'm thinking hustle.
If that's not what's on your mind, what's the problem?
Me, because they don't go to the store. I see two in a fight.
And now I'm thinking to myself what the problem is trying to come up by the color.
They keep holding us down and the question still remain with the problem.
Is it me? Is it you? Is it us as a group?
If it is, then help me figure out the problem.
The cigarettes and his drink and his tank to keep my mind at ease with the problem.
So I smoke and I choke on hopes to keep my mind at ease with the problem.
Cigarettes and his drink and his tank to keep my mind at ease with the problem.
So I smoke and I choke on hopes to keep my mind at ease.
Get that money. What's the problem?
Yeah, we ride in caddy coupes, stacking Lancers, Mercedes Benz, Malibus and heavy Chevys.
Every day I'm stacking in some crumple the bricks while others they fumble with it.
Make it out to start a business while others they crumble with it.
Need work? Well, come and get it. Best believe that I got mine.
I'm a represent for the OGs and the hustlers that got time.
City says to the penitentiary from one jungle to the next jungle.
I'm always ready to rumble early in the morning every day.
I'm thinking hustle with that's not what's on your mind.
What's the problem? Walk out the door, go to the store.
I see two in a fight and I won't think it to myself.
What's the problem? Me trying to come up out the gutter.
They keep holding us down and the question still remains.
What's the problem? Is it me? Is it you?
Is it us as a group? If it is, then help me figure out the problem.
Cigarettes and his drink and a tank to keep my mind at ease.
What the problem is? So I smoke and I choke all in hopes to keep my mind at ease.
What the problem is? Cigarettes and his drink and a tank to keep my mind at ease.
What the problem is? So I smoke and I choke all in hopes to keep my mind at ease.
What the problem is?
