Classic Lyrics

Who gone get the love

That I shoulda had got

You ain't put no work in

Why your hand in the pot

I wrote o raps all day

Until they told me to stop

They told me it was useless

the studio was stupid

Workin' 9-5, shit

That's how you gone survive

Why you having dreams

Million-dollar schemes

Keep doin' this music

What you gone achieve

You act just like your brother

Why you act like Sleeze

Tuned it out and thought about

All I could achieve

I come from a hood

Where niggas barely

Get to leave

And if you choose to stay

It just might be your day

My niggas, they was hatin

My bitch was Throwin shade

And I ain't even mad,

I get more love than hate

And niggas do not like me

Cause I call out the fake

Real niggas sermon, Pastor T.D Jakes

You'll always be a broke nigga

If you act afraid

I don't get the love

That I should be receiving

When I moved to California,

I was reppin East Cleveland

I get love in the Bay,

Yeah, I love where I stay

What I did for the Zel

What I did for the H

And I never turn my back

Or forget where I came

A lot of niggas broke,

All they do is complain

I'd rather eat five stars

Then just hop on a plane

And I don't get the love

For what I brought to the game

These niggas act

Like they forgot,

And yeah, I did a lot

Made songs with DSR,

I really set the bar

Have you ever been to Hollywood

I'm waitin' on a star

Me and Reese at BET,

And no, I wasn't recently

Nigga did it way before,

Nigga, what you hatin'

Shoppin' at Rodeo Drive,

Maywood at the cookie store

L.A. at the Rams game,

L.A. at the Super Bowl

But you niggas hate on me

All you niggas pitiful

And you know

It's a house of reps life

I've been doin' this shit

And we gon' keep doin' this shit

We gon' keep it going man

Makin' these hits

Makin' these classics