Project Windows Young Roddy (Ft. Nesby Phips)

[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
And I could show you how to mack a bitch
Show you how to bag a brick
Boy I came from rags to riches, nigga I'm a mathematician
Hell ain't too far from here, it's hard as hell to make it here
If I make it out of here then I can make it anywhere
Momma worked 2 jobs, my brother doing 7 years
Boy them crackers done him wrong
Man that made me shed a tear
Momma she didn't have no car, my granny drove a cavalier
They always told me "play my role", the strongest women that I know
Fast money, brown bag money started out broke
Then I started smoking weed, next I started slanging dope
Ring a nigga phone until it's gone, until there ain't no more
Tales of a black male, tell me something I don't know
Legal dealing, guess that's all on me like my outro
Word to Boston George I'm selling endo outdoors
Boy this Biggie Smalls if he was ever signed to Death Row
Dreamed I talked to Pac and homie told me that I'm next door

[Hook]
Staring out this project window plotting on a million
Staring out this project window plotting on a million
Staring out this project window plotting on a million
Staring out this project window plotting on a million