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B.G.
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I'm try'n
I'm tryin' to do right but I'm surrounded by wrong
Avoid the all night flight and still make it on my own
I'm tryin' be cool, do what I gotta do
But playa haters all over, so I roll with my crew
I'm tryin' stay over and just stay my ass in school
Ain't many choices to choose and this rap game I can't refuse
I wanna win, don't want to be the one to lose
My pistol my only friend 'cuz busters try to bring the blues
Leavin' brains with no clues, spin the ben in black clothes
They tryin' ta' take my only life, leave my folks on the front row
Bury me in providence, heavy weight that rose
They wanna steal the B.G., now tell me Alton
Ain't that cold, what can I do? Now what can I do to get out the game?
What can I do? Now what can I do to make change
Every other day around my way niggas dyin'
Hours flyin', I want to go straight, boy, I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me
Lord, please let me go where I needs to be
Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family
Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to get my mail straight, sell CD's and tapes
I don't want to be jail bait, niggas want to kill me
And increase the hell rate, they almost got me
But I slip the spot, it was too late
I wanna be a role model for my lil' brother
And buy a fifteen room manison for my mother
Settle down wit' a silent hoe and drop a tight seed
So I can raise another uptown B.G. just like me
I'ma give 'em but I wish had a dad
He goin' be smart and bad nigga throwin' up a solga rag
This world is kurupted, the police is crooked
My boy was runnin' with a [unverified]gun
His young life they took it, this [unverified]is rotten
Everyday it get's colder, they throwin' away the key
Sendin' the soldiers to angoula, my round slangin' that yola
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With they hand on that iron to keep my mind right
Believe nigga I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me
Lord, please let me go where I needs to be
Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family
Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to be a man at fourteen, choppin' iron at fourteen'
Nigga that tells my only way
(Look where you stand at fourteen)
A lil' bitty something, whuckin', representin' partners
Ain't too good in my neighborhood, uptowns my partner
I ain't lie, I'm tryin' to go the right way
But the night flight way, just ain't the right way
I wan' be a gangsta but also wan' live
So I choose to be a uptown HotBoy hard to kill
Sittin' behind the cruiser wheel, can't even see me I'm so lil'
And you expect me to give this just to switch to positive
As hard as I'm tryin' do it I just can't make a shape
School I'm tryin' go through it but I just can't make a shape
Gettin' in beef that resultin' into serious gun slangin'
Do good I want, yeah, but on half I just keep hangin'
I'm lookin' for a change but change ain't lookin' for me
Will I remain a B.G. or a a student, we'll see
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me
Lord, please let me go where I needs to be
Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family
Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me
Lord, please let me go where I needs to be
Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family
Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
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