Letras
I used to sling product
That the feds are not fond of
Was not the way I was brought up
Just my growing problem
Now I can sleep at night
Because I'm living right
Yeah, I can sleep at night
I had to make my paper right
Woke up in the morning
My phone ringing overtime
Answer it, I'm yawning
Guess Debbie wants a load of white
Five in the morning, the early bird catch the worm
Outside rain is pouring
We got it patterned over here
Jump out my bed, I'm putting on my tracksuit
200 Pounds cell, it's a struggle for the black youth
Pocket full of rocks as I head to my car, G
Open up the door, then I insert the car key
I used to sling product
That the feds are not fond of
Was not the way I was brought up
Just my growing problem
Now I can sleep at night
Because I'm living right
Yeah, I can sleep at night
I had to make my paper right
I'm driving to my cell as the line keeps ringing
Dark and light cells, this is only the beginning of trap files
I'm sorry, on the streets I was baptized
Hustle for a cause, got no time for the bad vibes
Drop a rock off, then I'm off to the other cell
Mom and dad's broke plus my older brother's in jail
Tried to make a change
For the steel, gotta make a change
Had to make my pay so my family can break away
I used to sling product
That the feds are not fond of
Was not the way I was brought up
Just my growing problem
Now I can sleep at night
Because I'm living right
Yeah, I can sleep at night
I had to make my paper right