Situations

[Verse 1] This is a word to the wise, never sleep where you shit at The ghetto keep a riddat, watch who you spit at The enemy who said "Fuck Peace, and Serenity" I keep a tight family like the Kennedy's Street's take virginity With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities The coco, kept a lot loco, but never made me loco Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po A vet in this game, you young niggas tryna go pro Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono To most that's a no-no No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes Cursive logos, strictly solos Timb boots and Polos, play the low low And take you crap niggas out like a promo [Refrain] *scratches* Situations To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations *scratches* Situations [Verse 2] Yo.. Other bein' around when there ain't no snipes or stickers left You could meet a quicker death, talkin' shit wit yo liquor breath False courage, I don't encourage We can go head up on paper view with live coverage You rap cats is programmed like a outreach Club thugs wanna bone I got ya mouthpeice Ridin' scooters down in South Beach Keep it jinglin', while haters freezin' in the winglin' I'd rather know a thousand millionaires Than a million hundred-aires I'd of dogged to in a hundred years I'm a Savage like Fred without The Wonder Years And it's my last resort, when the gun appears It's a blessin' bein' 'boveground Knowin', bombs would touch down. soon as I touchdown A lot of dogs is bloodhounds But Edo G gon' hit you when I bust down [Refrain] To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations Yo To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit once *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations [Verse 3] It ain't about how you flow, it's about who you know And who gon' get behind you wit dough to make you blow I'mma show you, pay you niggas back like I owe you I don't trust none of y'all, as far as I can throw you What I go through, everyday life that gets harder Niggas get on, and get dried in Nevada We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada When I put it in Ducatta, you rhymin' 'bout nada But Edo G, get that lee-way Hear my name on the streets with that "he-say-she-say" I'm ahead of my time, runnin' back like a replay You like a Tuesday, a "weak-day" Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin' but defeat the day I'mma eat today, that completes today Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way What more I need to say? I'm standin' on my own two feet today I'm standin' on my own two feet today And it won't stop [Refrain] *scratches* Situations To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit son *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations Ayo To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion Peace to my guns to those who stack ones Underground new shit, you don't spit once *scratch* It's funny how money changes situations *scratches* Situations (repeat through end)