Situation. lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh
Inglewood gon' stand up
Yep, the man tough like handcuffs getting jammed up
Hoping off that Peter Pan buzz with a damn sl*t
Had the man f*ck in a tan truck
But he never called back, caught that
Send a text said "she wasn't 18" "yeah, what?"
Hit Johnny Law FBI CIA in the Klan Klux
Yeah and now you wanted my n*gga
And that's what you wanted my n*gga
Idolize the inmates till the court date come
Yeah that's where you going my n*gga
Used to have skills for the green for the L
Now I write mail for like 15 and L
We dreamed of sales and tracks, raps on CD's
Now reading books in that cell
Now you asking me to send naked pics of my new b*tch
Cause I told you my b*tch half asian
I never get locked up, but the cops come up
Best believe I'mma go out blazing, two L's like in hell
I inhale, they exhale
Then excel to a level where my n*ggas see from jail
Like whats up?

Hook:
I know it's hard to grow when your city hating
And the b*tch you f*cked want you to make it
And when you broke as f*ck it's hard to be patient
The key to life is working harder than your situation
Work harder than your situation
They key to life is working harder than your situation
But when you broke as f*ck it's hard to be patient
They key to life is working harder than your....
Man hol' up
[Dom Kennedy]
Bless the weed then we smoke up, it's a dope cut
All crack n*gga no cut
Damn know what? I thought you're my bro
But you don't really wanna see a n*gga blow up
n*gga grow up, yeah, my rims is crawlin'
I'm knocking the boots, the timbs is callin'
It's OPM we just in here ballin'
I f*ck her on the phone while her friends is callin'
Just text or somethin', groupie hoes always tryna get next to somethin'
No way these girls keep looking at me
Damn, I must be what's next or somethin
No flexing or nothin', you stole my style, arrest this son...
I been rapping since '08 my n*gga
I can make the best of somethin'
I'm the best is your best assumption
Money comes with happiness
If you can't have integrity and be rich, I'mma take half of it
n*ggas rhyme so immaculate
Threaten me and I'm packing it
I'm spending money and stacking it
Might buy a car on accident

Huh, and now you wanted my n*gga
And that's what you wanted my n*gga
We not that deep, but everybody in the clique down
That's what I ever wanted my n*gga
Before I go to sleep, pray the Lord never make me weak
I'd rather a G wagon then a Jeep
I like good girls, but I rather she a freak
And my n*gga Shawn Chrys on the beat
Preach
[Hook]