I seen a lot of things
I got a lot to say
I put it in the music
You can hear the pain
This A quiet storm
But you can feel the rain
Dreads like Christ
Jesus on my chain
We just wanted more we didn't have much
They tried to play us but that's something that they couldn't do
The struggle is something I couldn't give into
I know this world is more than physical
Its about the dividends
No handouts had to penny pinch
Niggas losing it all for a basic bitch
Playing sides on some funny shit
Global Gypsy Records who I'm running with
Only real niggas who I function with
Been about the green so I don't politic
Counting Dinero probably chillin with my Spanish Chick