Situations

Lyrics

[Verse 1] This is a word to the wise, never sleep where you shit at The ghetto keep a riddat, watch who you spit at The enemy who said "Fuck Peace and Serenity" I keep a tight family like the Kennedy's Streets take virginity With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities The coco, kept a lot loco, but never made me loco Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po A vet in this game, you young niggas tryna go pro Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono To most that's a no-no No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes Cursive logos, strictly solos Timb boots and Polos, play the low low And take you crap niggas out like a promo [Refrain] *scratches* Situations To my man Edo. G, hip hop devotion Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations *scratches* Situations [Verse 2] Yo.. Other bein' around when there ain't no snipes or stickers left You could meet a quicker death, talkin' shit wit' yo liquor breath False courage, I don't encourage We can go head up on Pay-Per-View with live coverage You rap cats is programmed (what?) like a outreach (uhuh) Club thugs wanna bone I got ya mouthpeice Ridin' scooters down in South Beach (Yeah) Keep it jinglin', while haters freezin' in the winglin' I'd rather know a thousand millionaires Than a million hundred-aires I'd of dogged two in a hundred years I'm a Savage like Fred (uhuh) without The Wonder Years And it's my last resort, when the gun appears It's a blessin' bein' 'boveground Knowin', bombs would touch down. soon as I touchdown A lot of dogs is bloodhounds But Edo. G gon' hit you when I bust down [Refrain] To my man Edo. G, hip hop devotion Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations Yo To my man Edo. G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones (Amen) Underground new shit, you don't spit once *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations [Verse 3] Yo, it ain't about how you flow (yeah), it's about who you know And who gon' get behind you wit' dough to make you blow (yeah) I'mma show you, pay you niggas back like I owe you I don't trust none of y'all, as far as I can throw you What I go through (yeah), everyday life that gets harder Niggas get on, and get tried in Nevada We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada When I put it in Ducatta, you rhymin' 'bout nada But Edo. G, get that lee-way Hear my name on the streets (uhuh) with that "he-say-she-say" I'm ahead of my time, runnin' back like a replay You like a Tuesday, a "weak-day" Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin' but defeat today I'mma eat today (uhuh), that completes today (Uhuh) Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way What more I need to say? I'm standin' on my own two feet today I'm standin' on my own two feet today And it won't stop! [Refrain] *scratches* Situations To my man Edo. G, hip hop devotion Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations Ayo To my man Edo. G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit once *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations *scratches* Situations (repeat through end)