Lyrics

[Intro:] Yea Yknamtalkinbout Mane It's Ya Boy Dolla Ya Heard East Atlanta Trappin, West L.A. Gangsta Man I can't leave these streets I love 'em too much [Verse 1:] Son to niggas like I skeeted in they momma A-Town paper Chasin dolla after dolla At the p.o box adressin problem After problem Bitch I'm from the A and that's the bottom of The bottom We don't know our manners cause our momma never Thought 'em Niggas tottin hammers cause we out here starvin I heard he Brett Farve (in) A-Town ballin He ain't seen them Goons He's to busy hot doggin Look at here darlin I'm sunday Morning Eazy No Stressin That's Eazy No Stressin Take a knee and thank the Man Get Eazy off the dresser That's Eazy No Pressure That's Eazy No Pressure We too busy get money we ain't worried bout recession Too damn depressin and I'm countin every blessin Learnin every lesson I got it no question real street nigga no fakin no flexin [Chorus:] My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part Of me I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change [Verse 2:] Free niggas know the pedigree, lame I'll never be On the road to riches got a lot of shit ahead of me Self evaluatin learnin how to be a better me They don't compare to me another me there'll never be Cause GOD he Carry (Curr) me they could never bury me I done seen the light patna you can't scare (scurr) me Niggas try to spare me shots don't purge me Askin for respect nigga he ain't fear (fur) me In the hood daily cause I love that dirty Check your card heard you die rarely Real bad boy call me Mike Lowrey Ball like barry, cheese like dairy Tinkle bell niggas cause they just fairies M.O.B 4 life to money I'm married to the hood I love to the Set I claim to the top we went from the bottom we came [Chorus:] My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part Of me I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change [Verse 3:] No struggle no progress That's just part of the process It's for my niggas in the projects stuck in that complex 'Bout time I pay homage Speakin dope boy ebonics never seen college Still somethin like a chemist The way birds flip still somethin like a gymnast Numb your whole mouth nigga somethin like a dentist Twist a cigarillo fill it with the spinach Pass it all around let my lil niggas hit it I be round the world in my A-Town fitted Nigga you ain't heard this is A-Town Business Sure not a gimmick and I'm sure not timid You could lose your life in a New York minute Where the niggas play the trap and the women climb poles Where your homies grandmomma got a fresh pair of gold Adios! Goodbye, Goodbye Adios! [x4] [Chorus:] My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part Of me I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change tho I'm tryna change I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change