They Don’t Understand Mac Dre (Ft. Ray Luv)

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
Once upon a time, before I had a 9
I didn't have to grind all the time
Thangs was cool and brothers hung out
The South with the North and the North with the South
As time went on I started cravin' for mail
Then came the yayo and then I started to sell
Money, money, money is all I knew
'Cause 24-7 the fiends came through
Luxurious living in the fast lane
But little did I know it wouldn't last, mayne
From selling the base cocaine I caught me a case
And then they put me away in a correctional place
They said I was beyond parental control
A hard-headed fool with no mental control
But for months and months I wrote and wrote
And when I got out of jail, I was funky and dope

[Interlude: Mac Dre, Ray Luv]
Yeah I was straight spittin' it to them fools up there, man
They didn't understand this mouthpiece I had, you know
I knew I was coming up
Yo, that's what I try to tell 'em, man
They don't realize it's a straight come up in the nineties
Ayo, but what happened when you got back to the hood, though?