Ft. T.I. & Rich Homie Quan

(Hook)
Drinkin' Hennessy
Gettin' knowledge, ride with my niggas
Dark days, thought we'd neva eva gon' see sunshine 
No lie, now shine with me

(Verse: Problem)
Inhale the smoke in my lungs, ya hear it come
Will I live to see the sun? Nobody knows
Travel roads that they scared to drive
What I've seen would make a sane man petrified
I remember, head shots, it was like December
Ride in town, shawty pop us, body drop me and my cousin ran
Breathin' hard, like 'ya seen the nigga?'
Later all my body froze when I seen the killa cross the street
Mind on the dare, bet the kids is lost
Poppin' pills, tryna lose the dust
One day we all gone, in a week we die strong
Either way, we gotta carry on
Devil on the phone, fuck it

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Problem)
The pressure buildin', seems I can't take it
'Pose to pick my kids up, but I can't make it
Daddy out here on the hood tryna change their life
Prayin' that the money make it right
But only Lord knows what the future is
This a different area, niggas shoot you in front yo kids
Hit it by the pill, now I smoke by 'who you is'
And who they not, lookin' shot fo' the hooligans
So _______(?) who came from the slums
Real niggas up withstanding the plugs
Cuz one day we all gone, in a week we die strong
Either way, we gotta carry on
Devil on the phone, fuck it

(Hook x4)

(Verse 3: TI)
We're still lookin' fo' the sunshine
Runnin' round with 'em choppers, dodgin' one time
GEttin' high, 21 down left to sell
On probation, still throwin' rocks on the jail
You get less time fo' rape than sellin' the brick
So who cares if we got a black president?
Unbend your knees, ask the Lord, can you hear me?
Lemme meet my grandkids befo' they kill me
And G's go to heaven, I hope it don't take long
Put me next to Malcom Martin, pocket Traevon
All I eva wanted to do is see my dad happy
With my momma, I hope my grandmomma ain't mad at me
My cousin went to prison twice from livin' the life
And made a promise to the judge, still rollin' the dice
I wish Phil came back resurrected
Ain't gotta like it, but you bet' respect it
Hell, still walkin' through the mall with a Tech on my belt
Nigga cross that line, I'mma kill 'im myself
Chasin' down 100 mill, tryna get it myself
When ain't nobody gave a shit, we had to get it ourself
Yo bitch - big dick, she around to know
Plus, you with a home girl, and she down to fuck
So wassup! You had a shooter, pull it out a lil quicker
You had yo problem pullin' out a lil licker
Pussy nigga try to come get me
I squeeze triggers till my drum empty
What do we have here now? Do you wanna ride or die?
Ladadadadadaradadada
Sippin' Hennessy, middle finger to my enemies
Pull with choppers in yo project like 'remember me'
I hope you fine, let it fly, fuck nigga
You fuckin' with a wild young nigga from the west side

(Outro)
Now now, ain't real talk, my nigga
I ain't mean to do it like that
Fo' real, man!
(You fuckin' with a wild young nigga from the west side)