[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Ooh, no, no, no
Yeah, bloodstains dripping from my eyes
Pain got me lookin' to the sky
Ayy, Streetrunner, you know the history
Blood's thicker than water
[Verse 1: The Game]
The best rapper alive, ain't up for debate
'Cause every time you challenge the throne, niggas hate
Just like your neighborhood, niggas smile when they in your face
Conspire behind your back and then show up to your wake
That shit fake, whatever it takes, you gotta defeat those odds
And don't trust nobody on this Earth except your mama and God
Niggas show they true colors, you don't even ask why
'Cause niggas always watch you cook, they want a slice of your pie
Leave 'em surprised, keep your eye on the prize and aim for the sky
You was born by yourself and that's the way you gon' die
Get the fuck up off your ass and stop wastin' your time
Don't get discouraged by no mountain, that shit easy to climb
You gotta do it at your own pace just like I tell my son
I can't do this shit for you, bro, you gotta win your own race
Stop walkin' around this mansion with the long face
Look at everything your daddy accomplished when you low on faith
And remember, the real see through the fake
You gotta grind through this shit, you do whatever it takes
You gotta take care of who you love, give your mama continuous hugs
Stop havin' all these expectations from people who ain't your blood
Ooh, no, no, no
Yeah, bloodstains dripping from my eyes
Pain got me lookin' to the sky
Ayy, Streetrunner, you know the history
Blood's thicker than water
[Verse 1: The Game]
The best rapper alive, ain't up for debate
'Cause every time you challenge the throne, niggas hate
Just like your neighborhood, niggas smile when they in your face
Conspire behind your back and then show up to your wake
That shit fake, whatever it takes, you gotta defeat those odds
And don't trust nobody on this Earth except your mama and God
Niggas show they true colors, you don't even ask why
'Cause niggas always watch you cook, they want a slice of your pie
Leave 'em surprised, keep your eye on the prize and aim for the sky
You was born by yourself and that's the way you gon' die
Get the fuck up off your ass and stop wastin' your time
Don't get discouraged by no mountain, that shit easy to climb
You gotta do it at your own pace just like I tell my son
I can't do this shit for you, bro, you gotta win your own race
Stop walkin' around this mansion with the long face
Look at everything your daddy accomplished when you low on faith
And remember, the real see through the fake
You gotta grind through this shit, you do whatever it takes
You gotta take care of who you love, give your mama continuous hugs
Stop havin' all these expectations from people who ain't your blood
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