Imagine-Eearz

Imagine - Eearz Written by：C. Lee/A. Brown/Shod Want this sh*t so bad man I need this sh*t crisp I gotta a feelin' They gonna' want a ni**a Come for me Know what I'm sayin' Eears Imagine havin' no reason To go to the fridge and open it Mailbox get the only stacks Bills and more on top of that Boil water just to take a bath No man you wasn't with us Just me and mama no siblings Three jobs and a sickness Husband overseas defendin' Sacrificin' made it sickening Wishin' you was here Long enough to see How a ni**a made a difference At least see my grill glisten Still fooling how I used to Can't revert to my old roots And the habits that I'm now opposed to Dreaming cork bottles flickering Showers on you like a crisining Niggas wanna chime in But they ain't the same kind that I'm is A wall on a b**ch My career worth more than your p**sy lips C O D for my grip Bring it in Bring it in brinks lift Did it for the seasons We ain't eatin' sh*t House candle lit 'Cause electricity scarce Then a b**ch barefoot on the grit I was on the bottom I'm tip top now Now they wanna ride the tip I found the pocket performance Got polished and signed sealed for the grip Anybody know somebody selling w**d Anybody know somebody who's selling a dream Everybody know a lotta niggas But them niggas ain't E To have prosperity You know them niggas gon' envy To have all these hoes intrigued You know that they just want your cheese This game sold not told My dialect getting paid for We get sh*t everyday It's never been new to me My day's one that never switched They never knew truancy And why you niggas ain't reall I ain't got a clue to me Just picture me In the back of a hearse Too soon I ain't no more worth T shirts and tears rolling in Talks about what I would've been Can't go out that Zones need him and the fam too Dad home to a motherless child Just fifteen and can't settle me down School days didn't apply Turn me over to my teacher Aight In society where they teach you not To push a ball call Before the day started Got tricked and became What they thought of A gladiator in the gutter I graduated in my troubles Then made somethin' out of nothin' They say they cannot take from me All my talking sh*t It don't made some of me D*mn them if they try to take some from me Still humble when I got money Me and nut on the phone moving several zeros Throught the f**king pop money Both from the concrete jungle Can't one f**king monkey stop money You can't write a cheque I amount to be Stackin' up for them hardtimes Maa finally got a headstone No remorse and I'm dead wrong Y'all just ain't family Tookie seen me lay my life down Know everything about a ni**a Was everything around my ni**a My last real one I'm grow out I'mma grow out of this sh*t Maa But I used to say ni**a a lot And my mama used to say like 'God d*mn boy' Stop saying ni**a I was a little boy I ain't gonna lie I was a little boy sayin' ni**a like Y'all know what I'm sayin' I was just like say that sh*t Y'all know what I'm sayin' like I'm really diggin' that sh*t I know I'm not supposed To be sayin' this sh*t But I can't rule out that sh*t I'm ready to slap the f**k out their asses Ya know what I'm sayin' I don't be with that sh*t Ya know what I'm sayin' I don't come froma long way man We got a lot to lose But I got folks to feed Ya know what I'm sayin' We just tryin' to pick ourselves Off the streets I'm drunk as f**k right now That is part of the perfact Motherf**king sh*t I swear Imagine havin' no reason To go to the fridge and open it Mailbox get the only stacks Bills and more on top of that Boil water just to take a bath No man you wasn't with us Just me and mama no siblings Three jobs and a sickness Husband overseas defendin' Sacrificin' made it sickening Wishin' you was here Long enough to see How a ni**a made a difference At least see my grill glisten Still fooling how I used to Can't revert to my old roots And the habits that I'm now opposed to Dreaming cork bottles flickering Showers on you like a crisining Niggas wanna chime in But they ain't the same kind that I'm is A wall on a b**ch My career worth more than your p**sy lips C O D for my grip Bring it in Bring it in brinks lift Did it for the seasons We ain't eatin' sh*t House candle lit 'Cause electricity scarce Then a b**ch barefoot on the grit I was on the bottom I'm tip top now Now they wanna ride the tip I found the pocket performance Got polished and signed sealed for the grip Anybody know somebody selling w**d Anybody know somebody who's selling a dream Everybody know a lotta niggas But them niggas ain't E To have prosperity You know them niggas gon' envy To have all these hoes intrigued You know that they jsut want your cheese