Lyrics:

Oh, yah i got the perfect song for the kids to singAnd all my people thats drug dealing just to get by stack your mon
ey till it gets sky high weWeren't Suppose to make it past 25 jokes on you we still alive throw your hands up in the skyAnd s
ay we don't what people say[Verse 1]If this is your first time hearin this you are about to experience somethin so cold man
weNever had nothing handed took nothing for granted took nothin from no man, man im my own manBut as a shorty i loked up to t
he dopeman only adult man i knew that wasn't broke man flickinStarter coats man, man you don't know man we dont care what peop
le say this is for my niggasOutside all winter cuz this summer they ain't finna say next summer im finna, sittin' in theHood
like community colleges this dope money here is lil Tre's scholarship cuz aint no tuitionFor having no ambition and ain't no l
oans for sittin your ass at home so we forced to sellCrack rap and get a job you gotta do somethin man your ass is grown [
Chorus]Drug dealing just to get by stack your money till it gets sky high (kids sing kids sing) weWeren't Suppose to make it
past 25 jokes on you we still alive throw your hands up in the skyAnd say we don't what people say[Verse 2]The second verse
is for my dawgs working 9 to 5 that still hustle cuz a nigga can't shine off6.55 and everybody selling make up, jacob's and b
ootleg tapes just to get they cake up we putShit on layaway then come back we claim other people kids on our income tax we tak
e that moneyCop work then push packs to get paid and we don't care what people say momma say she wannaMove south scratching l
ottery tickets eyes on a new house around the same time doe ran up inDud