I grew up where them people called them people on us
think we slangin, but we just got beepers on us
Grindin' all day like we got sleep insomnia
Livin' like the videos write a treatment on us
Stuck in the hood like they put cement on us
Ghetto birds still shittin on us, government still quittin' on us
Lost a few homies and the grief still sittin on us
So we got the names writtin on us, white folks still spittin' on us
And them ***** *** police canines, teeth still grittin' on us
When we smoke, ashes still gettin' on us
Real rap- lil wayne... back in the day