Sauce Creed

(Say bro, he's got it)
 Oowee
 Tryna figure this shit out, my damn self
 Why do I give to so many who don't give back
 Why do I feel for so many people who don't feel back
 Was it my destiny or design to be so many people's spine
 But with my back against the wall why nobody got mine?
 Ain't no room for cryin' when the sun 100 degrees
 Gotta preserve all your moisture when you deserted up in these streets
 Niggas is thirsty as we speak, all they wanna do is creep
 And take everything from underneath your feet because you weak
 Nigga this ain't Dawson's Creek, this Luke the king of Malcolm X Avenue
 A place where all the gang bangers is passing through
 Where niggas lost their life because his flag was blue
 Lost his head, flag was red
 Big homies up in the feds writin' kites cooking spreads
 Sister workin shift behind the walls, she givin' niggas head
 She supposed to be a CO but she greener than a frog's leg
 So what you think gonna do when she guardin' around them dogs then
 Hop up off that lily pad and sneak in smokes and contraband
 Cell phone, couple extra batteries wrapped in rubberbands
 Be surprised what that bitch'll do for her brother man
 Let it get found and the warden gon' be commin' in
 So keep it booed and green dot gonna land for my uncle dem
 Niggas smoke that tucci and they ain't never gon' be the same
 Get back to the world and try to take a shower in the rain
 Nigga lost his whole brain, hanging from a fucking strain
 Lil David done got shot and now that nigga walking with a cane
 He used to be the man in the hood, now he love the xans
 Its funny how they treat him strange the tables change up in this game
 All these drugs for all this pain
 Buy new things to hide my shame
 Buy new diamonds to search for fame
 I wish my car was a plane, to fly away
 Codeine fountains at my hideaway
 Burn all my opps in the fireplace
 I wish that all my opps would die today
 What more can I say?