10-20-Life

This for the boys that's on the grind

Servin bids and doin crime

Stuck in the pen and doin time

Facin 10, 20, Life

Make ways of the 90's

Babies havin babies (Babies havin' babies)

Niggas dyin young

Boy this shit crazy

You got drugs and guns

But a nigga need them

Prospect for a jack

Then you can squeeze them

To his head

Left him deader than a doorknob

Chose to rob

He should have got a muthafuckin job

His kids left without a pops

Cuz he got shot

His mama struggle every 5

Now she slangin her car

Probably lost full cost, the bills are late

Sexy diapers on her babies

And they haven't ate

So she flex, catch a date, its her duty though

She never h*'d but it's the only way to go

She turned a trick, got a bare buck, food to eat

The bills are due in one week, so she'll be back on the street

She get a check, but that ain't shit but the fuckin rent

And food stamps in the wind, that ain't shit to spend

Oldest child is her son in the 7th grade

And he'll just be turning 12 on his birthday

A small boy with a brain to make a good life

But he don't sleep at night

So he can't function right

Sister needin a crib

He gots to pull through

Quit school, snatched a book, and hit for grands too

He was in love wit school, now they won't let him back

He started hangin with the boys, now he slangin crack

He got this young girl pregnant, what she gon do

Have a baby hope his daddy don't die too

The young nigga's in the county on the 10th floor

Jumped out and roped him with a little dope

His first charge so they gave him house arrest

He better chill, cuz he don't know the prison next

He left his crib one night, went out hangin out

He wasn't home when the c_____s came by the house

Now he up the road in Broward wit a year to do

Now he wildin' already doin his whole two

His little shorty bout to walk, soon to talk

His mama is the daddy, because that is all he saw

This for the boys that's on the grind

Servin bids and doin crime

Stuck in the pen and doin time

Facin 10, 20, Life

This for the boys that's on the grind

Servin bids and doin crime

Stuck in the pen and doin time

Facin 10, 20, Life

And now this nigga need money up the road

Plus a pair of shoes and socks to wear to vis her

She try to visit every week now she dead broke

She missed one weekend because she needed flow

He cursed her out, called her names, made the girl cry

She won't accept his phone calls, and he wonder why

She got another nigga in her life now

She tired of kissin ass and getting cursed out

He found the will to chill, now he on the turf

Told the girl lies, promised that he gon work

She left that nigga, went back to that same jit

He copped a vert, on ther corner doin the same shit

She sayin, You told me things, and I believed them all

They stay together, got a condo up in C.C.

A water bed, big screen t.v.

He getting money but he ain't savin none up

Dropped a grip, bought his big new dodge truck

He sixteen but he deep in the dope game

Got connections to them boys slangin cocaine

He got a name, all the h__s call him diamond dick

But he got robbed one night for this big lick

They had the ups, he couldn't buck, down to gave it up

They got all his jewelry, 10 grand, and his new truck

And now he back on his dick but he pissed off

He knew the jack boys got him, go and take em out

He got drunk one night and told his boys off in the hood

How he got his money back and now he doin good

He ridin round his city with the same gun

Police pulled the boy, booked a murder 1

He made the news, now he famous got a lil rep

Done left his lady and his baby, all by they self

Jumped on a plea, 5 for 3

Now its cold comin from his dog JB

JB drivin his shit, fuckin his best bitch

Supposed to be best friends, and he done crossed the jit

And he holla at his shorty every week, kinda mad at the h* so they don't speak

Outta sight, outta mind, cuz he got time

And he aint getting out until 2029

This for the boys that's on the grind

Servin bids and doin crime

Stuck in the pen and doin time

Facin 10, 20, Life

This for the boys that's on the grind

Servin bids and doin crime

Stuck in the pen and doin time

Facin 10, 20, Life