Juvenile The Explanation Lyrics

Rolling through the hood I saw my homie Ted
He opened up the trunk, he had a loaf of bread
I tried to front me some, I told him no indeed
His bitch stayed in my lane, Im out there rolling weed
I told him in that case fuck it, Ill take a brick
And a bundle of this shit will get you 20 flat
Thats why them niggas always say they in the trap
Life inside the hood will never be the same
Where money came around look how my people changed
House full of churn, barely ever eat
Mama working but she spend that check up every week
Daddy never die, he outchea chasin freaks
Them children always by their self, they probly never sleep
I wanna vote but I dont know who better for us
Obama cut the check, this shit aint never hard
Get your money and get out would be your best bet

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