Truth Or Consequence

[Verse 1: Brown] When it comes to my hustle, you're on the man Gotta keep all my money in rubberband God, our sins Plan to make hella dough I could fuck with some weed, I could shovel snow I just gotta lay low when I'm doin' thangs Got the cards in the grip, and my momma's been True to this I don't ever get caught up in Foolishness, snitches can talk with the rugers It's Judases Reprosession, I do this shit Follow rules, I don't ever do stupid shit I don't talk on a tone, they ain't catchin' me Don't be askin' me, prices, I guarantee You get hung up or probably get run up on Have the game figured out til the other mourn There goes S.W.A.T.s when they kicked in my shit Cause now I'm in county and facin' the consequence Chorus: Nasty We hope for the best and prepare for the worst For sometimes, it don't go as planned Aware with the rules when it blows in your face And you facin' the consequence Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Romero] Roll the purple buds, blaze the bubble hash Watch me rip you or paint out my troubled past I don't care what they say, we ain't free at last All my life, I've been treated as second class I ain't lookin' for sympathy, kiss my ass I'm a hustler, homie, I get that cash Pass my salary Duck (???) Physically turnin' my dreams to reality This goes on in the hustler's mentality I see hate, I see greed, I see jealously Seen the worse situations turn positive Broken dreams, broken hearts, broken promises If successful, the demons come test you Catch you slippin', they come to oppress you If you guilty, then prove 'em you innocent Guess I'm guilty for being a Mexican Repeat Chorus Twice [Verse 3: Lil' Rob] I'm runnin' and duckin' through alleys and hoppin' fences (Aw shit) Gettin' consequences for livin' my life too reckless A lost direction And I went in the wrong direction Gotta find a better way than let out my aggressions (Fuck that) I fucked up But I never learn my lessons (Never learn my lessons) No matter what, they don't get a confession if they question (Fuck no) And I be lyin' if I said I wasn't stressin' I'm not restin', it's been fuckin' up my complexion (Yeah) And I don't look the same in my reflection Haven't got no sleep in about a week, and I'm beat (Shit, I'm beat) And I can barely rise to my feet I'm tired, of having to hide out on the street (On the street) Cause honestly I ain't got nowhere to run to I done did it now And I don't know what I'm goin' to do (What the fuck am I gonna do now?) I'm in a fucked up position When they said, "Don't do it, Rob" (Word) Rob didn't listen [Lil' Rob] That's right, Ese Lil' Rob Yeah Brown and Romero from Clika One That's right Go for the best Prepare for the worst Cause sometimes Shit just don't go as planned Understand Yeah