Tied In K-Rino

[Hook]
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Living in the Park that's the way shit goes
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Living in the Park that's the way shit goes

[Verse 1]
Yo, this brother was a perpetrator, petty crime-ass trick
Hanging with the clique but riding much dick
Quick to get kicked in the face over jack
So he left the pack to try to sell his own crack
Started in the hood, made a couple of G's
That's when the true soldiers came and put his shit on freeze
Cashed out the minute that he pedalled his last rock
Make one more cent in that spot, get his ass dropped
So he thought, "Nah, this ain't gonna work"
Got his nuts out the dirt, then he called his brother Bert
Bert had the hook-ups, the bank, the guns and the clip
The hoes, the grip and fiends on his tip
In my opinionation the high capper blows in
When he walks trough a door that locks when you close it
But that's coinciding with slanging and riding
It was dope that was guiding a life he was tied in, kick it

[Hook]
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Living in the Park that's the way shit goes
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Living in the Park that's the way shit goes