Bleek talking:
yeahMADEno mob shit
money additude direction and education
on some real shit think about my hood one time
my hood this is a trip
Change and cross niggazwhere did we go wrong

Verse 1:
I m from that two bedroom apartment marcy534 middle building yeah this here started mei m new to embut
consider me youngseen it all happen and understand what was donebut all i wanted was fly kicks fly shitlittle nigga
but still kept a fly bitchand back then it was love in the hoodknuckle up with ya dogs but fuck it its all goodnow i m
in the crib rippin up to go to war with himsame little nigga i used to steal from the store with him. I ll go and get him
from schoolwe used to take the same bus same train back then we was kooi broke bread at lunch with himand if momz left
me with two singles then u know i m splitting one with him. We cut skoo in the building i lived inone floor higher
smoking and get high. Damm think of Hnow he locked up north it was like yesterday we was practicing sportswent from
flipping on mats and now he flipping in the boxlocked 23 hours a day he in the maxain t no looking backcause this life
goes onwe was kids didn t think about the rights or wrongs. Nobody judged us the ghetto lovedstreets the only thing that
eva took something from us. I lost a couple friendsbut i promised and prayed that when i make it i ma see them again. I
admit i was wild as a child and my moms didnt like none of my friends we used to call her Ms. Vow. My brother stayed on
punishmentmomma found out he hustlingfound couple jacks her plan she thought of flushing themme i m in the streets i
swore i neva change my brother caught a case i came up to do the same

Chorus:
This is all about my daysthis is all about my nightsthis is all about my painthis is all about my life
repeat

Verse 2:
yoi got my first week about the age of 14my brother fighting the case his bill was 14me still hustling
school not goingclothes started changingmoney started showingmy right hand was Oand every hoe we know she represent
us through the ghetto and every hood we knowyeah he put me on to that trafficthough the money was average i ai nt care i
learned to handle that package then a body droppedO locked for a minute tha squad it neva died i was left to represent it
took a nigga out his cribhis name i ainn t gon mention iti know this hit homei know this nigga listeningcuz we was
tighter than brotherswhere did the love goi called your mother my momz dawg i let tha love showthis is supposed to be
usu was supposed to have the next verse dawg this is supposed to be us and u know i taught u tha streets taught u tha
pitchensi gave u that geargot u all tha bitchesi neva think u would ve crossed me dawgu back me down in tha corner
get em off me dawgnow i see exactly where we went wrongwhen i spin through the hoodand i see him i keep it goingnow
the ghetto looking at me like i changedbut i m still that regular nigga i m stil tha same

Chorus
This is all about my daysthis is all about my nightsthis is all about my painthis is all about my life
repeat

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