Raised Like This

Lyrics

[Intro] Drum Dummie LC [Chorus] Made, nigga, I was made like this House full of crosses, we was saved Lord knows we wasn't raised like this Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get And that shit fuckin' with my ways Kill them niggas shorting my days [Verse 1] I got a mind full of evil thoughts, don't get yo' people caught This shit been boring and I been praying for some shit to start Been to myself and I ain't lying, man, this shit get dark I done been crossed and that shit caused me not to have a heart I done been lost but no my mind, bitch, I'm forever smart Them niggas tired but we ain't dying, you got to play your part They gone try to come around today, but ain't gone stay tomorrow Can't look me in my face, can't even say you sorry But it's okay, them youngins slinging iron 'bout me, don't be in the way You rep that shit? I hope you dying 'bout it And that hoe just told me she love me, but I know she lying But I replied, "When you suck it, take your time" [Chorus] Made, nigga, I was made like this House full of crosses, we was saved Lord knows we wasn't raised like this Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get And that shit fuckin' with my ways Kill them niggas shorting my days [Verse 2] Cut the stock to shorting the K's Heard my niggas been catching plays Stretch that nigga, he in the grave For playing like he was one of us And these young niggas got drums like bands Don't be a runner up, I'm just saying They act like don't understand, where I been coming from I'm just saying, why you ain't stick to the plan? You just switched all of a sudden, huh? If it's more they money more problems Tell me, what the fuck I'm running for? More problems, more choppers We gone step on them lil' dummy boys Just send me the location And we waiting with a hundred for them I been giving for a minute Tryna figure out where my money going I don't need you bitches in my business tryna plot on all my riches Quelo go to spazzing, when he whipping He don't like everybody in the kitchen And on revenge it ain't no limit, nigga, everybody gone get it [Chorus] Made, nigga, I was made like this House full of crosses, we was saved Lord knows we wasn't raised like this Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get And that shit fuckin' with my ways Kill them niggas shorting my days Made, nigga, I was made like this House full of crosses, we was saved Lord knows we wasn't raised like this Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get And that shit fuckin' with my ways Kill them niggas shorting my days [Outro] One thing 'bout it if I woke up and forgot to say my prayers I know my mama said them for me I'm good, for life, wildchild