[Verse 1] Just another night in my Philly Will get dreams aint worth a penny We celebrate life every night, toast a (?) I feel it in me, its frustratin enough to watch the lil homies on the grind tryin to come up. But look at me: the older generation O.G. Tryin to shake these nine-ounce into a key Thinkin major, knowin all the time I need to save ya; the anger I thank the feds for playin on my pager! Huh, but in still I smash out without fright And raise the six hundred headlights through the night Keep it tight! My reputation stands well Cuz all the good niggas are either dead or in jail Lets ?pretend? For one second hustlas who had riches Stop flossin for these fake ass bitches Puttin all these Gs turned snitches but its (?) these days Ya homeboy will put you in ya grave?
[Chorus: x2] And I dont wanna die but if I do Homies, dont cry! I did so much dirt I should fry And, loc, sometimes I dont wanna come outside But Im all Gup, so lets ride!
[Verse 2] I wake up every morning the same ?Hollowed? with my grains Peepin out my window for the change But all I see is pain. I sold out my soul for the game Familiar. Dats why I gang bang, dats why I slang ?caine. I gots to maintain for whats I head My baby-momma bringin mo drama than the feds. But I aint scared of all the automatic full of lead Im proof for the livin walkin dead! Im rollin wit some niggas prepared for anything, anywhere Anytime fag in the hood are over there. Dats my outlook on life until it ends A pocket full of chips and a Benz. Shakin all them so-called friends because they scheme and they plot To lay me down and get what I got Were runnin off their spots wit glocks and fo-fos like vets And before I leave I cross out their set!
[Chorus: x2]
[Interlude:] "But, you know, its like everybody I hear wanna be a tough guy killa, a gangsta, you understand? But, ah, most of the gangstas and killas I know (?) dead"
[Verse 3] I dont wanna die but I see the devils walkin his flame (?) Callin my name like he know me I pray dat god (?) his (?) foe me, show me a sign! I be right here on the front line in this war zone Tryin to get mine before its time. But as I step over bodies dat I peeled The vision hells angels and the field (?) Wavin at me, getting close witta fat grin on the (?) But they always take the niggas dat I killed G, the situation is ill, I feel my turns probably next Dats why I sport a bulletproof vest, but I stress All it takes is one shot to the dome Now your familys sittin in the front row when youre gone