Been thru the storm
Thru the cold and rain
Everything's still the same
Can't control how I feel
Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
You see the love of your life
With the fortune and fame
Like them Caddilacs with Sun-roofs man
So many ways to make a Dollar
Ha,
Sometimes I think about my father
You see my Papa was broke and my Momma was young
Tryin to blend in with dem city folk
Everyday landlord knocking down my door
Listen
Everybody wanna be famous
Son, ever how funny the game is
They want it if its gonna be painless
They don't want it if it's gonna be strange
Full of tunnels and changes
I aint gonna front
Ask my 5 year old son what he want
He said he want the World to know what his name is
I said be smart boy
And told him he should follow his heart
Cause if you tryng to run from it it's dangerous
We livin in a Era where the people is shameless
They 'onna do whatever for the paper, you name it
Some come up real smooth
Anybody will try you
Some wanna use you
Some wanna be used by you
Don't get it confused, yo
Thats the key to survival
Choose your own view
If you dont see it as I do
But it's all substantial
I'm telling you its of the handle
Thats the reason I'ma set an example
I've been thru...
Been thru the storm
Thru the cold and rain
Everything's still the same
Can't control how I feel
Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
You see the love of your life
With the fortune and fame
Like them Caddilacs with sun-roofs man
So many ways to make a Dollar
Ha,
Sometimes I think about my father
You see my Papa was broke and my Momma was young
Tryin to blend in with dem city folk
Everyday landlord knocking down my door
Yeah,
Look, everybody wanna get nice
But every thing come at a price, right?
Err'body got their own price
Thats something I learned
When peole too nice
It's something that they want in return
A lot a times out of ten
What they wannting is yearn
Or they just a little concerned,
Of something to burn
People talk about respect
That's something that's earned
People that don't wanna give it when they know it's deserved
But it's real hot
And that kinda life they want it now
When the wheel starts spinning
It's tough to slow it down, Black
Wanna get the people involved
And show em how
If they don't wanna tell you the truth,
You know it now
It's bout life '
Pressing in persuit of that paper
And people worldwide on their worst behavior
And folks that was never really movers and shakers
Gettin anxious
Suddenly they wanna be gangsta
But
Been thru the storm
Thru the cold and rain
Everything's still the same
Can't control how I feel
Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
You see the love of your life
With the fortune and fame
Like them Caddilacs with sun-roofs man
So many ways to make a Dollar
Ha,
Sometimes I think about my father
You see my Papa was broke and my Momma was young
Tryin to blend in with dem city folk
Everyday landlord knocking down my door
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