I'll Take You There

[Hook: Joi] Now how can one get up off the spot God damn raise a family get up off the block Where the city don't love and they don't care But I will take you there Now how can one get up off the spot God damn raise a family get up off the block Where the city don't love and they don't care But I will take you there [Verse 1: Birdman + Mannie Fresh] Tell the sister like blood, little brother a thug And how to survive the cracks in the middle of the mud I'm the OG gangsta VL in the truth Every nigga, in my city know how to tussle and shoot My lil' homey got killed over a key and a pound So when I pump, pump blood I'm a hold it down His sister and his moms when I come around Showin' love to the family when ya' lose your ground Wassup lil' man had to write you a rap Just to let you know this nigga, still got yo' back Ain't too much change still doin' my shows Stayin' away from fake niggas, and busta ass hoes But enough about me and everything in my world Congrats lil' dad heard you had a lil' girl If theres anything they need and they ever in a jam Don't hesitate to ask y'all call ya' Fam Now how can one get up off the spot God damn raise a family get up off the block Where the city don't love and they don't care But I will take you there [Hook:] [Verse 2: Birdman + Mannie Fresh] But can you see life roomin' with no crack and pipe And no weed to smoke no Gs in sight And no cris to bust no wheels on bikes And no pussy to fuck nobody to like But can you see life roomin' with no money and goods Big money heavy weights with nobody to cook Nobody to book nobody to look Tryin' to get back what motherfuckers they took All you see is that platinum shit A ghetto nigga, on stage grabbin' his dick But you don't know what I have seen From the bitches to the riches, to the triple beams The project bricks the old school kicks The early mornin' capers and the late night flicks But since I moved on things ain't the same I chose rap you chose the game [Hook:] [Verse 3: Birdman + Mannie Fresh] Now how can one get up off the spot God damn raise a family get up off the block Where the city don't love and they don't care But I will take you there See your mom still strugglin' you up in the pen But mom just wonderin when the end gon end When the guns gon stop from spinnin' the bin Or when the hood gon block the dope in the pen Or when the light shot out you up in the park The white trunk out your homey got marked Or every nigga, that talk or rat in his heart Or every nigga, that talk should die in the dark I never forgot you and what we did And how we came up and where we lived I'm seven forever turn coke to never Hard head 'til I'm dead until I'm 'bout my cheddar Gotta get my ends wanna push a Benz Eat steak live great and raise my twins I can't believe I'm talkin' to ya' now that ya' gone I luv ya' bruh and this is my song [Hook x 2:]