The Result

Lyrics

How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change I was in the projects on Biter Walk tearing foodstamps out We was making progress to a lighter walk And then you stepped out I be losing contacts like my eyes dry bunch of begging bitches with they mouths wide But my vision clear see the way to it like a newsman route I ain't tryna save the whole world i even really give a fuck Im just saying get the money but before you dummy have a couple of em tucked I be scared of going back broke You know life will give you back strokes Imma write until its capsules Warm the pipe im really that dope I was really down bad slept on nesha couch when they put me in dekalb I ain't really wanna eat it but made 5 stars out a taco in a bag Knew that i was never going back I was in that bitch real cold Told dwan i couldn't hold a pack But i guaranteed to get it sold I was at a crossroad either go home or to use what i was taught Raised around street niggas and strategizers with the pressure i forgot Back against the wall im tapping in Ain't no way for back or tapping out Look me in my eyes im captain Wish em well whenever theres a drought How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change The mindsets started as stealths 300 years of slave Im studying these niggas myself im numb as novacane See ownerships the way to the wealth they say its pills and caine I try to give my niggas some help they'd rather feel the pain Back from the road the water off Dammit the heater ain't working Im bouta see what a quarter cost Seems like i gotta put work in Fuck all that tryna do better Im come from the ghetto My mom used to push it I need a break and rake Fuck all this struggling bullshit I know the plug thats a call I know the recipe thats a dinner We gon eat if we can get it off Ain't no speaking if they come get us On the weekend we low at the lake I know deacons and hustlers and killers Ain't no blood then we can't relate On a beach in LA in the winter I'm bouta turn this shit round If i got a stove im cooking You on plate they say you in the way I got fam that work at work at central booking Say no worries and i say good looking They know i have been tryna do well Now that i done got wet as a well I ain't ask for no hand cuz i took it Tryna eat i sell water to whales They know me im the one with the plays Know i run it im walking to runners In the A say im stomping thru jays Couple times if we need it to stretch Might just cop a few p and a tech On that block its just me in a vest Come to cop like you under arrest How long you wanna be the result of what ya life became It hurts me when you think you ain't broke cuz you got icey chains Though i like to get flyer myself i know the paper change The mindsets started as stealths 300 years of slave Im studying these niggas myself im numb as novacane See ownerships the way to the wealth they say its pills and caine I try to give my niggas some help they'd rather feel the pain