Finish the lyrics : How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot)
How many people done doubted you? (A lot)
Left you out to rot? (A lot)
How many pray that you flop? (A lot)
How many lawyers you got? (A lot)
How many times you got shot? (A lot)
How many n, iggas you shot? (A lot)
How many times did you ride? (A lot)
How many n, iggas done died? (A lot)
How many times did you cheat? (A lot)
How many times did you lie? (A lot)
How many times did she leave? (A lot)
How many times did she cry? (A lot)
How many chances she done gave you f, uckin around with these thots? (A lot)

Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick

I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich

Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch

But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch

Break it down, I break it down

I break it down, I break it down

I break it down, I break it down

I break it down, I break it down

Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks

My heart so cold I could put it in my cup

Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us

Then you went and wrote a statement

And that really f,ucked me up

My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast

My brother got life and it turned me to the streets

I been through the storm and it turned me to a G

But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats

Explanation:

Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick

I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich

Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch

But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch

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