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ft. 3-2, UGK[Bun B]I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethinhad to find my placeBut the world can leave a foul taste on the tonguehad to dodge a case Had to dodge a bulletAnd the nigga that tried to pull itThe streets is throwedIf I don't get lean and blowed everydayI feel just like I'ma explode on overload and overdriveAll my life this drive I triedI seen a lot of good niggas dieCause somebody hated somebody lied or somebody snitchedOr somebody's a bitchI wish I could change the pastBut I gots to live in the present and praythat tomorrow this shit don't last, I'm livin to fastShit, my momma asked me who I was like she ain't know meBut, to tell the truth I didn't know myselfI found out she had to told meJust to show me just how good I had it I guess I couldn't see itMild-mannered I just couldn't be it But that was just the way we used to G itOne of the wrongest niggas I seeOr one of the strongest niggas I knowWalkin on my tippy-toe cause the life I live ain't long and I knowSo I put weed in the bong and I blowStay cool calm and collected a neglectedChild that grew into a man that's widely respectedToo real[Chorus]I feel no painI can't complainStuck in the gameTryin to maintainCause I'm so real[Pimp C]We blow big everyday But that don't stop our painOr bring back our homeboys that we done lost off in this dirty gameGot niggas doin 40When you 25 that's lifeI guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the priceThese bitch ass niggas shifeNiggas might snitch out they mommaThat's why me and Leroy watch stay strapped and ready for all dramaCause we ain't promised tommorowBut nigga you promised to dieNigga can't you see you gettin to high trippin of that potent fryAt night I talk to God and try to understandHow people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a manI guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone bring them backSo I just say thanks for what I got and blow on indo sacksI still love my piece of change, wood grain and big head onesBut I had to realize in life everything ain't always funI guess that's true for someBut them hoes will never winOut here just hustlin and grindin Tryin to change from niggas to men[Chorus][3-2]My nigga you a ho to meBoy you done went off on meRunnin round with the fakin and hatin I'ma blast if you run up on meI'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch This matter coulda been resolvedif you woulda came clean and paid my shitSee niggas disrespect the game but boy you'll never lastPullin that ho shit sellin your partner out for a piece of assAnd fool you claim you real but really need to be shot upNo respect for your family that's deaddon't write yo peoples locked upDamn I miss my dog he was hog to this gameUnlike bustas these days that talk down on your nameYou boys is funnyI'm bout my moneyAnd oh so trueMr. 3-2 when I never trusted youI'm too real[Chorus]more