It's Right

I thought I told ya I was guna make it out this shit,
Not like them dumb nigguhs that always fake their shit

I always live my life by my poppa's words
"Dont ever let them other people get you stirred.
Boy your gunna make it out this life"
But all I want are my drinks in a glass of ice

I see them girls always posing, dam them jeans are tight
SLim waist, nice face, with them thick ass thighs
At the party all they want is money calling dem Pretty Dimes
Cant afford them, cuz my pockets only carry bout a couple dimes

But in reality, thats all jus bullshit
All i need is my music and this bag of weed
The only think that gets me through tough days
is the same thing my pops said it jus bring pain

Momma why you over there crying for?
I know we cant afford to pay dem bills no more
and I know we aint eatin better than we were before
but i promise ima buy you dat dress you couldnt afford

I tried to man up dawg, its tough, its a hard knock life
Life's like a car crash, try to hold on tight
Look forward, can you see that light?
a true sign, meaning you just lived it right.