Can't Give It Up

There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
 If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
 My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
 They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
 How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
 Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
 But I predicted this endin, back in the day
 Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
 Although we pray and we pray and we pray
 We do but still wanna make the loot
 No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
 We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;
 just play the hand that you was dealt
 You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail
 It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
 Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
 It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved
 We all hard as one, but together we raw
 And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
 We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
 Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
 Devils pretendin to be friends
 We was taken by that snake in the grass
 Should of stuck the nigga fast
 Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
 We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
 Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis
 There's always something you got to give up.
 If you want everything you want.
 I was never on some solo shit
 Always down to roll and blow a head off
 He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
 When I was lonely and my daddy died
 all of my niggaz came to the church
 And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death
 When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
 I think the world is just collapsin
 But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
 So I came back to the action
 When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
 Family bashin 'til it just happened
 Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
 Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
 We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
 Baby I'm sorry. it's alllll in the game
 Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz'
 Let's sign our life awayyy.
 Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
 It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga
 Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
 and you don't want that; neither do I
 But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler
 High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
 Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
 Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays.
 But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way
 Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)
 To get everything you want (I can feel the love)
 Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
 Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
 the realest that be shermed out nigga
 Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
 I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
 I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
 Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I
 I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
 Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
 Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
 Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
 Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
 Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
 and bitch I thought you knew
 You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
 You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you
 Beeitch! Like it always be
 Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
 You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
 I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
 All the nigga know what the hood like
 In the streets gotta get that good life
 Sellin that yea up under the street light
 It's the hood life, don't fight
 A nigga want out but just can't get out;
 so I guess I gots to face it
 All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it
 It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
 If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)
 Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin
 Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
 But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought
 But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop
 Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music
 Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus
 See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
 My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit
 My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
 And cover a snitch all wet
 Why the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely
 We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
 Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
 Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
 He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
 Niggas pick up another, then they run
 But I'm through with the body bitch ah
 But when they want it, yea he just in the business
 Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
 Young, but them package you'll be impressed
 If it was somethin you can't give up
 Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
 To get everything you want
 But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)