Remix to that heartfelt south favorite
man i caught troubles and pain,
i walked through snow and the rain/
my upcomin.. i was born in the game/
met in few shiesty cats from the block across the way/
used to have beef with these niggaz ..battlin it out got lame/
never paid attention to the little things, was a young buck/
out to get more paper in my pocket, in the cadillac truck/
everyday i think about.. what a nigga could've had/
instead of this blood leakin out.. i dream about my past/
fights with my moms and the dad.. ended up in they hurt/
i lost a friend and felt bad.. maybe i could've saved her/
this feeling i get when i think i about dealing another hit/
or when it's cold out the door, the money wont pay the rent/
i live my life the way i can i was brought up a man/
never got time to be a child when i was thinkin about grands/
i had it hard.. niggaz drive by in that car..
and they catch you off yo guard so it's no use runnin far/
i had to pray to god