Issue No 194 Set Lyrics

I'm on my own,building my name
So I can live on
I'm on my faith
And I know that one day
We're gonna be evolved


My mission is to make a million
Break it down with my niggaz
The lights is on every pistol
They're gonna hate you,little nigga
Don't let them tell you nothing wrong
Coming from out the hood with dreams
Don't even matter a dream
That's what I'm sellin'
Counting money is better than bitches
Yeah,we're killers
Touching basis with labels

We're gonna fill it
I'm the realest

This song is for my ghetto babies
Just lookin' at what the ghetto made me
I think it's up to me to save us
All the real niggaz show me love
Nigga don't fuck with us
I've got models all over my space
The pistol is on me ,I'm going to my drawer
I say, West Side is what I miss
That pistol is on me right now
I ain't got to go to my trunk
I said, West Side I miss
The pistol is on me right now