Guilty by Association (feat. Rick Hyde)

Uh, uh They know Know, when you jump in this street shit It's like you guilty by association, nigga (right, right, right) Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Like that, uh, uh, uh Know we on that same Eastside Buffalo shit, nigga I'm product of the crack money Started out with black money Then I took a half brick, turned it into rap money They capped to me (they cappin') talkin' all that blasphemy I was right there in the ghetto You ain't have to ask for me (you ain't gotta ask for me, nigga) You had money, you ain't gotta brag to me (brag to me) Niggas livin' in the past, swear this shit sad to me Them old days, (old days) five four four way When the block did a quarter brick on a slow day It's a G for a seat, watchin' Curry in the Bay I been kickin' it with 40, rest in peace Mac Dre Plus I just seen my dog make a million dollar play Somebody call Sway, Black Sopranos on the way In them pretty toys (skrrr) We sold coke like the 50 boys This the type of lifestyle that I seen a brick employ Tears of joy, ash the blunt, tryna steer the Royce We was hustlin' to live, they ain't really give us choice I gave my life to the streets and I ain't been broke since (uh, uh, uh) I ain't been broke since (uh, uh) And then I left alone, started rappin', had to jump back in it (uh) I made it jump right back (uh, uh, uh, uh) From a pot with a spoon, to a pad and a pen (uh, uh, uh) I told 'em all of my sins (uh, uh) I played close to my enemies, still watchin' my friends (uh, uh, uh) We risk it all for a Benz (uh, uh, uh) It ain't my fault that my point of view is different That's why all these niggas fail 'cause the money is the mission (that money) If you can't stand the heat, get the fuck up out the kitchen If you wanna be a boss, put a nigga in position I was really in the trenches, ain't no water, dirty dishes (uh) Ain't no cable, so when Frasier came on, we was switchin' Now my youngins got the switches (brrr), two bands and he a hit men I promise I would hate to be you niggas like resentment I commanded since my entrance (yeah), demanded your attention (it's Ricky) Once you cross me, then you lost me, bet not lose me, ask my bitches Ask the people who they mention, Black Soprano we the imprint (the biggest) I could tell when it be friction, when I walk in feel the tension I gave my life to the streets and I ain't been broke since (uh, uh, uh) I ain't been broke since (uh, uh) And then I left alone, started rappin', had to jump back in it (uh) I made it jump right back (uh, uh, uh, uh) From a pot with a spoon, to a pad and a pen (uh, uh, uh) I told 'em all of my sins (uh, uh) I played close to my enemies, still watchin' my friends (uh, uh, uh) We risk it all for a Benz (uh, uh, uh)