ALL 4 YOU

Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby We came up the hard way / still the starved way Ski masked and get robbed way / far from broadway Tragic but its no play And we living off the prayers our grandmothers pray Still remember big spank got slayed Right there on temple My god poor people you're my heart and its that simple And Im gonna rap through the earth until I meet dirt And Im gonna make em recognize your woth Through the words of my work To the children reared in the gutters My single mothers / this might kill ya big brother Singing we aint got much but we got each other we got each other Our roads rough getting rougher When times got tough we got tougher We gonna make it just stay down for one another Allow me to spill my heart and say I love ya Allow me to spill my heart and just say I love ya Come on Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Sisters I know it seems we total fuck ups But hold ya head up we slippin we fallin but we gonna get up And we gonna get this life together I'll make you a wife and make it better More than a song an open love letter To all the mothers we lost sons to a gunner like sentence Wish I could give more than words in a sentence This is our story we are your sons This is my plea for forgiveness We wrong for all the hurt we caused and prolonged Times we was weak you stayed strong And repaid that by hustlin crack out the back of your apartment The narcs hit put your face in the carpet You accepted the risks never turned snitch And i still use the word bitch Im a dumb ass a dipshit And through it all you claimed and acknowledged me I hope this song can serve as my apology Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby All i wanted was a hot pair of air force 1's Sick of being picked on cause we was from the slums Sick of seeing my old man shit on my moms Sick of feeling even worse when a new nigga come Just wanted to make it better just wanted to make cheddar Just wanted to make it so you could walk with ya head up Rap was hope and I held it like a vendetta Or even better like a baretta Kept a rhyme pair tucked under golden swerters I kept them like prison letters Stacked neatly in a shoebox On top stolen glocks and 50 rocks Despite the hustle, rhymes was the menas to an end I was born to marry thought with a paper and pen Wasnt born to be on paper or locked in a pen I was born to bring honor to this brown skin Mama im your son and you're my best friend Wipe your tears away Just hide it with a graceful grin I made good you'll never have to hurt again Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby Give you what you want when you want it Give you what you need when you need it I thank the lord for you baby...