Dope, Jobs, Homeless

Shitted in it... ran from it nigga... fuck, i done did it all
 i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock
 watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (yo yo)
 walkie talk to niggas from the corner when the feds bout to enter
 pumped up blocks, some of the winter
 kerosene heaters by my feet
 takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunch meat
 4 days no z's from the first to third
 end of the month too excited to get sleep
 i bagged up tools, aggravated while picky mother fuckers
 who don't know which rock to choose (pick man)
 took out of town trips 2 seconds and the son of a bitch
 narcs run in talkin shit
 i know about dope
 i lost my man luke to the coke
 pumpin over there off of desoto
 any nigga who don't know about this
 i hit you with the iron mike quote
 that's ludicris shittin in the tub, pissin in the tub
 hepatitis b inflicted in a thug (yo, i'm sick man)
 i know about that shit right there
 Chorus:
 ey yo, dope, jobs, homeless did it all
 ya'll niggas can't tell me shit
 dope, jobs, homeless did it all
 who the fuck gone tell me shit
 dope, jobs, homeless
 i done had jobs, black
 boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a fuckin big mac (get that burger)
 you damn near fired a restaurant manager who can't manage shit
 stressed out and tired
 i'm talkin bout blacks
 you work all week with boo
 and one day your man boo just collapsed
 his breakdown is caused by his bitch
 who dropped the drawers for a nigga who could really floss
 5.25 and make your mouth leakin on top of that shit
 you get a check every other week
 you work a week in the hole
 it's 30 muthafuckers on payroll
 you work when they WANT you to
 equal opportunity? nigga, right.
 suburban community check stubs always hella tight
 my shit lookin like this?
 i got a bitch, a baby and i need a place to piss (damn.what i'm supposed to do with this shit)
 pissed off at check time cuz i was skipped
 that's when Obie Trice start cockin back the shit... fuck this
 Chorus
 i done been homeless
 no place to sleep (yo)
 mom's don't wanna hear it
 no place to eat (come on ma)
 pass out on my man's couch just for a week (yeah)
 til he get fed up and kick a nigga to the street (get the fuck out of here dawg)
 black out from cold
 freezin my toes (damn)
 snow fuckin over my boots
 my tems froze (shit)
 face turnin blue
 cars riding by with the little children on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at that man)
 been fucked over folks
 and they don't want to see ya
 baby momma got a new nigga with a visa
 sleepin in cars.abandoned shit
 while the rats eat the wires
 you be plannin shit (please Lord please)
 close to pneumonia
 wishin for heat like
 damn if only i came up in california
 plottin on a lick like
 stickin your mans
 cause damn you know he got at least a grand in his pants
 face lookin old
 despite the fact you only 20 years old
 stuck in the cold
 snot drippin profusely (sniff sniff)
 takin an alley route
 so my ex-cutie won't notice me
 Chorus (2x)
 mother fucker i done did it all
 yeah, shit is real out here
 nap entertainment
 2000
 fuck, nigga