(*talking*) Chow time, chow time Everybody line up for chow, chow time Line up for chow, line up for chow
[Hook: Z-Ro & (Lil' O) - 2x] I got dreams, of being a king (But right now, I'm living unhealthy Since I'm balling, as I say to myself) But everything ain't what it seems (I'm praying, asking God for some help When I get out, I'll be back for my wealth It can't rain forever)
[Lil' O] But dear Lord, change the weather Cause these scars and these bars, make my pain make pleasure And I'm a long far away, from everything that I treasure All because, I was chasing this cheddar But in my dream I was a king, but nothing ever comes to a dreamer So I turned to a hustler, block bleeder and schemer Daddy noticed something different, bout my gangsta demeanor But he never, could just point the finger But now he know, cause I'm locked up now No more Benz with the roof, popped up now I do my laundry in the toilet, and it's stopped up now Boys think it's some pussy jacking off, when a female guard walk thru now My life is a shame, but nigga doing time is the price of the game And all this wasting time, doing nights in the bang Got me realizing that my life gotta change, for real
[Hook - 2x]
[Z-Ro] I use to have dreams, about having too much bread But seem like whoever stacking me, down with who bust lead Trying to take something from em, and I ain't having none of that Artillery is close by, I'ma be grabbing some of that If somebody was looking at me funny, I was about my money Acting like the world was mine, and nobody could take it from me Too much traffic, at my house now No more twenties, I moved up to pounds and soft now Got diamonds and gold in my mouth now, hustling hoping I can get rich Risking mo' than my freedom, turning a continent to a brick In the briefcase, nervous but tired of being a cheap skate Running in and out of town on the regular, with no delay Two hundred and seventeen thousand, dollar spot 35,000 dollar watch, you can hear it when my collar pop I was a baller, balling in the mix With seven cell phones, now all my people calling in this bitch
[Hook - 2]
[Bleeda] And Lord knows, he got to lighten up on me Sooner or later, it's bound to brighten up for me But as of now black clouds, have been above me so I'm feeling like Pac Trying to be calm and survive the storm, but I'm missing my block Sick of niggaz screaming throughout the night, wishing they'd stop Bitching about, if they gon get a visit or not When I get out it's back to the block, ain't got no time to keep (it can't rain forever) not on a nigga, that's designed to get it Only 23, with at least eighteen prior convictions Guess I'ma doubt trying to get it, and over ride this visit I've been through and through it again, troubles trials and trenches On the edge of reserve, riding on benches sitting in back of the court Reading breezing, through new bible scriptures Ain't no reason for Bleeda lying and kick it, but for my niggaz on lock That's still, filling out their grocery list I blaze tracks like a rapper real over a pit, when I'ma wake up
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(*talking*) Chow time, chow time Everybody line up for chow, chow time Line up for chow, line up for chow
[Hook: Z-Ro & (Lil' O) - 2x] I got dreams, of being a king (But right now, I'm living unhealthy Since I'm balling, as I say to myself) But everything ain't what it seems (I'm praying, asking God for some help When I get out, I'll be back for my wealth It can't rain forever)
[Lil' O] But dear Lord, change the weather Cause these scars and these bars, make my pain make pleasure And I'm a long far away, from everything that I treasure All because, I was chasing this cheddar But in my dream I was a king, but nothing ever comes to a dreamer So I turned to a hustler, block bleeder and schemer Daddy noticed something different, bout my gangsta demeanor But he never, could just point the finger But now he know, cause I'm locked up now No more Benz with the roof, popped up now I do my laundry in the toilet, and it's stopped up now Boys think it's some pussy jacking off, when a female guard walk thru now My life is a shame, but nigga doing time is the price of the game And all this wasting time, doing nights in the bang Got me realizing that my life gotta change, for real
[Hook - 2x]
[Z-Ro] I use to have dreams, about having too much bread But seem like whoever stacking me, down with who bust lead Trying to take something from em, and I ain't having none of that Artillery is close by, I'ma be grabbing some of that If somebody was looking at me funny, I was about my money Acting like the world was mine, and nobody could take it from me Too much traffic, at my house now No more twenties, I moved up to pounds and soft now Got diamonds and gold in my mouth now, hustling hoping I can get rich Risking mo' than my freedom, turning a continent to a brick In the briefcase, nervous but tired of being a cheap skate Running in and out of town on the regular, with no delay Two hundred and seventeen thousand, dollar spot 35,000 dollar watch, you can hear it when my collar pop I was a baller, balling in the mix With seven cell phones, now all my people calling in this bitch
[Hook - 2]
[Bleeda] And Lord knows, he got to lighten up on me Sooner or later, it's bound to brighten up for me But as of now black clouds, have been above me so I'm feeling like Pac Trying to be calm and survive the storm, but I'm missing my block Sick of niggaz screaming throughout the night, wishing they'd stop Bitching about, if they gon get a visit or not When I get out it's back to the block, ain't got no time to keep (it can't rain forever) not on a nigga, that's designed to get it Only 23, with at least eighteen prior convictions Guess I'ma doubt trying to get it, and over ride this visit I've been through and through it again, troubles trials and trenches On the edge of reserve, riding on benches sitting in back of the court Reading breezing, through new bible scriptures Ain't no reason for Bleeda lying and kick it, but for my niggaz on lock That's still, filling out their grocery list I blaze tracks like a rapper real over a pit, when I'ma wake up
[Hook - 2x]
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