I know what its like (B Makk) Lyrics

I know, I know what it's like to be judged by the white Criticized by the black when your pockets gettin' fat

Survive for you and your daughter off a quarter ounce of crack Or tucking that thing on you in case they rob you for your pack

Knowin' if they do that, it's gon' be hard to get back I know, that's why I go so hard on every track

You probably thinkin' I know ya, but no, we just look familiar Like family, but from a distance

You hear me? I hope you listenin' Granny, she had a vision and it was for me to live it

Guess she knew I'd be bigger than every event I entered

Watchin' what I say, cause I get watched from round the way On YouTube, and this supposed to get him through the day

What it's like when your dyke chick start to like dick Guess she was waitin' for the right man

Know what it's like, uh, so he go to advice Pay attention to the reasons you enrolled in life

I speak for the struggle and those goin' through it Sip away the pain with the fluid

Landlord want the money on the fifth And your check short from days that you missed

To cop QPs and half-Ps lookin' for profit P.O. always knockin

Cause I lived in it, still livin' through it Aimin' at opportunity, no choice but to shoot it

I woke up, opened up my cabinets, they was still empty The dream I had last night tricked me

I had imagined they was full to capacity, it felt real Plus I was craving peaches and cream oatmeal

It's gettin' ugly, so gettin' money is mandatory Paper chaser, I don't fit in no other category

Paint pictures, then I put em' on beats Crack beer bottles, heroine needles in the streets

Hard knocks was my school, still payin' my dues It be homicides in my hood that ain't makin' the news

But I keep pushin', like pregnant women when baby's is due Re'up daily, it ain't nothin' new

If you stressin' bout life, then I know what it's like My nigga just hit a lick for a half brick of that white

Lookin' over his shoulders all day and night Butterflies in his stomach, I know what it's like

I speak for the struggle and those goin' through it Sip away the pain with the fluid

Landlord want the money on the fifth And your check short from days that you missed

To cop P.P.'s and half P's, lookin' for profit P.O. always knockin

Cause I lived and is still livin' through it Aimin' at opportunity, no trust me i know what its like