1993

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh Uh They know Uh huh No, usually I don't talk about this But we gonna talk about it (If you only feel) Talkin' 'bout life Gonna talk about my life Gonna talk about where I come from [Verse] '93, 4/20s, 1:03 in the morning Same time a star was born, that was me in the morning Back boom my vision blurred, I thought granny was holdin' me Called her by the bitch word, she gon' put hands on me She didn't even budge, I slipped on the rug All that metal in my face left my eyes full of blood It feel like it's the end, my life just begun How I'm in the ICU and the nigga only one? This was '94, my mama only son She think it's getting better, but the problem still would come Time move forward, look what I become I'm 13, 14, ninth grade with a gun This the only way, product of the slums Either chase drug money or they label you a bum Teachers sayin' stupid, told me I was dumb But I'm the lucky one, be a legend when I'm done Remember graduation? I couldn't even come Made me who I am today, all that pain when I was young Made me little tougher, had it little rougher Grew up in the ghetto and my daddy was a hustler Schooled me to the game, gave me little structure Killed my cousin Duke and the nigga said, "Fuck it" Holding on a grudge, in the streets thuggin' Life take a toll, gotta roll with the punches Bob to the left, weave to the right I talked to God praying, hope I breathe through the night I just wanna live and guide my seeds right If I don't be him, then it wouldn't be right The pain run deep, I'm from the street life Staring in my son face and it's giving me life That was just me, but I couldn't see right Taking penitentiary chances, could've caught three strikes Selling cocaine, a pair of white Nikes But now I chase fame, I'll be in the limelights Make it out the hood when the time right And you can have it all, only if you grind right Road to the riches and diamond rings I was posted in the trenches when them gunshots ring Running, jumping over fences when the police sting When my granny didn't know I used to serve them fiends Did service every Sunday, and she kept me clean I was following my cousins, trying to be on the scene I used to have a dream I could be in the league I turned that to a bundle in my army fatigue Know the streets'll outrun you, I'm getting fatigue I held it down for the team when it got us the lead Uh-uh, when it got us the lead Know the streets outrun you I'm getting fatigue