Eye for an Eye

You a broke rapper Stop chasing something you can't get after No nigga own me, i'm my own massa Sick 'em all, sick 'em all my bitches are some bastards I didn't care nigga so I didn't ask 'em What's the point of dressing broke when you rich A broke nigga couldn't fathom I heard you in a struggle damn I can't imagine You left me down on my dick, and now a nigga still living broke thinking he done struck Some gold I love my family and friends but i'm paranoid so I keep enemies close Put a nail in the coffin, make sure it stay closed I'm peaking out my blinds I can see death knocking on my door I been dead all along nigga did you really know Hey young me I used to be like you Get hoes like you, even though we not far apart You working on yourself and that's a work of art Damn did you know? Ya' cousin still repping c-notes Did you know? Niggas still trynna copy Ceelo Did you know? You that nigga that she missing out Did you know? You stress too much nigga, stop stressing out Did you know? You shared ya' wealth with ya' niggas in the drought Did you know? --- Eye For An Eye - H.3.A.L