Look At Me Now

Young Buck:

You Know, Growin Up In The Hood,

Is Gon' Do All Kinds Of Thangs, Ya Heard?

Some Of Its Good, Some Of Its Bad,

But The Things You Go Through In Life, Make You Who You Are

Look At Me Now!

Mr. Porter:

From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong

Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone

And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong

N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So

I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On

It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know

How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown

Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is

Hoe

Young Buck:

I Still Remember Them Nights Under The Street Lights

Fiends Don't Give A Damn, They Want Who Got The Cheap Price

I'm Trying To Get Right, Get It And Go

You See People Is Dyin' Fast, And The Money Is Slow

We Used To Hang In Front Of The Store

Flag Down Cars To Be A Movie Star, Go Get A Glass Jar

Once You Cook It And Cut It Homie, Go Stand Out In Public

See The Work Sell's Itself, If Ya Got Enough Of It

Plenty Thugs Get Shot, But See Its All In The Game

Even I Took A Couple Of 'Em, But Still I Remain

I Aint Dippin From That Same Lead Project Figga

I Done Went With No Lights, And No Water Nigga

And I'm Still Hood, That Mean I Still Cook

Get On The Block And Go Get Mine, Like You Should

How Can I Be Good? When Rappers Wanna Be Suge

Suroundin' Myself With Family, So I Can Sleep Good

Mr. Porter:

From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong

Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone

And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong

N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So

I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On

It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know

How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown

Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is

Hoes

Young Buck:

I Would Light Me A Cancer Stick, Thinkin How Can I Get

My Momma Out The Bricks, And My Whole Click Legit

Lil Jimmy In The Fed's, Its Just Me And Some Ted's

We Cuttin Heads Doin Whatever To Buy A Lump Of Bread

The Hot Beat Faces, I Really Loved It

To Blow 50 G's, And Don't Think Nothing Of It

We Show Love, But Won't Get No Loved Show'd Back

Whoa Kimosabi, What Part Of The Game Is That?

This A Fact, And My War Wounds On Me Can Prove It

But Look How You Made Me, Go And Show Ya I Can Do It

I Sollomly Swear To Hold It Down For My Homeboy

Locked Up And Don't Know If They Ev'a Coming Home Boy

Time's Keep Tickin', Another Baby Is Born

Thats Gon' Go Through The Same Stuff I Went Through, And More

You Wonder Why I Hustle, My Life's On The Line

My Baby Gotta Have Milk When She Cryin', Come On Da Now

Mr. Porter:

From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong

Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone

And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong

N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So

I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On

It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know

How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown

Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is

Hoes

Young Buck:

Now Everybody Got They Hand Out

Crackhead Willin' Spit These Millions Till They Ran'd Out

Shorty Don't Wanna Holla Now, Cuz Her Man Out

But Just Last Week I Couldnt Get It Out Her Damn Mouth

No Where To Go, Look Like Im Stuck In These Bricks

Seems Like The Good Die Young, The Bad Get Rich Quick

Enough Of This Lemme Take You To A Whole Nother Level

It's Like Stopin The Police From Rollin' Through The Ghetto

Ain't Nuthing Gettin Better, But The Bills Gotta Get Paid

That Money Come Up Short Then Them Tecks Gotta Get Spray'd

Everybody Gotta Grave, We Just Waitin To Go To It

No Matter What We Do, We Still Gon' Go Through It

Some Say That I'm Heartless, And Don't Give A Damn

They Wont Ever Understand Until They Get A Gram

This Who I Am, Not Who I Wanna Be

Open Up Your Eyes And See, What These Streets Have Done To Me

Mr. Porter:

From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong

Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone

And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong

N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So

I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On

It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know

How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown

Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is

Hoes