(feat. Big Tymers)

[Juvenile]
I'm pot, and I can't say shit about skillet
If you got a spot movin sellin bricks I can feel it
Done mapped it all out, done made some phone calls
We all got big dreams of seein the project ball
After all, seperation is the downfall
Instead of a chain of command niggaz wanna shot call
That overnight money could be lose-your-life money
Everybody want the crooked instead of the right money
And then I ain't no better either, cause I lead a
life of crime if I gotta fight for mine
Look - somebody ain't leavin with a stripe this time
Y'all don't want a drunk nigga gettin hype with nines
My ex-girl done told me I can't see my children
I hope nobody play with me cause I might kill them
Shit, motherfuckers ain't never satisfied
If you think niggaz don't have problems - they lied

[Chorus]
You niggaz think we don't have problems? They lied to ya
You niggaz think we ain't with problems? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we all hoes? Look they lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we don't have problems? Look they lied to ya
You niggaz think we ain't with problems? They done lied to ya
You niggaz think we all hoes? They done lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? They done lied to ya