[Chorus: Charles Bradley]
This world goin' up in flames
And nobody wanna take the blame
Don't tell me how to live my life
When you never felt the pain
[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Don't judge the book by the cover
The legacy is way more than Thugga
Born hustler
Out the Nawf, decided to get rich
Ran towards hard work, now look at all this shit
It's hard to get when everybody say, "You ain't shit"
Same street as the bricks, how I'm gon' do this?
Got pissed at bein' passed, looked at as last
Had to get up on my cash, but I couldn't crash
Old block got locked up, stabbed up, shot up
I was back up at the cut, duckin', tryna chase a buck
It sucks, 'cause you can't take your friends
Some ain't made to win
It's a difference in bein' a boss to floss and to swim
So many in the Penn, movin' too fast
Try to tell 'em, "Slow down," but men make they own path
Stay G, but please, stay free
It's too many babies and ladies without they family
This world goin' up in flames
And nobody wanna take the blame
Don't tell me how to live my life
When you never felt the pain
[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Don't judge the book by the cover
The legacy is way more than Thugga
Born hustler
Out the Nawf, decided to get rich
Ran towards hard work, now look at all this shit
It's hard to get when everybody say, "You ain't shit"
Same street as the bricks, how I'm gon' do this?
Got pissed at bein' passed, looked at as last
Had to get up on my cash, but I couldn't crash
Old block got locked up, stabbed up, shot up
I was back up at the cut, duckin', tryna chase a buck
It sucks, 'cause you can't take your friends
Some ain't made to win
It's a difference in bein' a boss to floss and to swim
So many in the Penn, movin' too fast
Try to tell 'em, "Slow down," but men make they own path
Stay G, but please, stay free
It's too many babies and ladies without they family
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