Eightball: Down and out

Life a funny thing, we all wanna shine like diamond rings Live like kings, and achieve childhood dreams Lord be my witness when I say we all need you Cause where I'm livin' ain't nothing but hustlin' gon' feed you Many say the negativity shouldn't be glorified Eyes wide when they realize a nigga live and die The shit I speak, but don't nobody give a damn Nigga hung up, on what I got and who I am Save me, from this evilness that made me Ain't nothin' shakin' if you ain't talkin' 'bout payin' me The route to all evil don't seem bad When dreams of havin' it is all I ever had Nobody wants you when your down and out Can't find, no one He blessed me, oh yeah, you could say that A Southern cat, puttin' Tennesee on the map With rap, hip-hop until they pop me and my heart stop Thinkin' 'bout the things I did to get me where I got Are where I came from, ain't nothing easy about it I got 'bout it, and got the fuck up out it Crab ass niggaz wanna see me broke Because I'm flippin' like a kingpin sellin' legal dope Quote what I wrote, gettin' smoked with your guys Hopin' I demise, I can see it in your eyes The same nigga tryin' to smoke a sack with me Be the same bitch talkin' 'bout jackin' me That's when Ricardo called the killers and they always ready Nightmares for your fam 'bout them bullets in your belly Image is everything, and skill is twice that And don't nobody want you when your ass is broke flat Nobody wants you when your down and out Can't find, no one No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?) Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to) These streets, can be so mean to men Crack and guns take dreams from men In the blink of an eye, go from dusted to the rich And watch how many people start ridin' your dick Oh, you the man when your flippin' through the town on chrome But who gon' really be your nigga when that bullshits gone? Uh You think it's funny, but ain't nobody laughin' but you When I done seen what a broke ass nigga will do Jack, sell crack to get they life on track Some say I glorify, but all I do is tell the facts I done seen garbage sacks full of hundred stacks Rich cats lose it all fuckin' with P packs People say make the money change things around you And not you, but that's some hard shit to do Remember this when your hustlin' and have doubts Nobody want you, when a nigga ass out, uh Nobody wants you when your down and out Can't find, no one No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?) Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to) Nobody wants you when your down and out Can't find, no one No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?) Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)