Down & Out

Chorus: repeat 2X Nobody want'cha when you're down and out Down and out You got to keep on, treatin' me the way you do [First Verse] What's up with game, homie? I never saw you before You got'z to be ridin' with them haters that be jockin' my flow You say you always been down, but I never see you around You was my friend in the beginning, but then you left when I was ass out Now what's up on your block? You supposed to be down when you say you down But you weren't down then, what make me think you down now? Wanna be ridin' right beside me cuz them girls on my jock But you never wanna mess with me when I was choppin' up them rocks I never did see your face, you never would put me up in your car Asked you to take me to the store, you told me that was too far But now I'm ridin' through your hood, makin' that mo money mo Smokin' indo behind my tented window And now I got my eyes closed when I be passin' you suckas by No I wouldn't scoop you up and wouldn't address you if I tried Got some real soldiers with me, cuz you suckas tryin' to get me Ain't no shame in my game, plus my trigga finger itch You can die, die, die over yay, yay, yay When Cream step on the scene, that better be all you have to say Don't play, you wanna get mad, cuz you thought I wasn't gone make it But I done flipped it up and zipped it up, so suck it up and take it Don't fake it Chorus (2x) [Second Verse] Real is the only way to keep it, when you on the city streets Watch your back for them jackers and keep your eye on your enemies Cuz the side that we livin' in, you never know who's your friend Your friend could be cool, and leave you dead in a blood pool No rules to this game, or at least they all have been broken My nigga got kicked over by a bitch, died with his eyes wide open For shit like that gotta keep it strong and keep it loyal on your side I wonder WHY, so many niggas I had, died of homicide Reflect my life, bustin' too much for a young nigga Hangin' tough, and keepin' myself in the game to make myself bigger And thinkin' with this life, we can be down for the pound Only time I got declined, so you know I be holdin' it down Nigga if I'm a million years old I'd still be dealin' with fakes and them phonies When I was down and out, the fakest ones are the ones who turned on me So for them fakers fuck the rollin' show them slugs Showin' 'em, bust your love Man I'm about to light this bud and hold it down for all them thugs Chorus (3x)