I, I tried momma   I tried   You lookin at me check yourself lil' bitch   Mad at the rydas cause we all rich and shit   Think about what you used to have   And what you don't have now   Trying to hate on me with a glass dick in your mouth   Used to represent in Cleveland black trucks with the bumps   Drive through the car wash now see you workin' , wash my shit punk   You had all the bitches, paper, no trouble   Now your ass is up in the air gettin banged out for pebbles   I don't give a fuck it's like a horse with a broken leg   An old crusty ass broken down piece of shit   What's next?   Next time I see ya   I'll pull out my heater   And melt your brain with hot lead you muthafucka   I can't take it no more   I gave it everything I had   Back on the bottom and everything is lookin bad   Face mad cause I'm hungry and I'm broke as fuck   I see a man on the corner and you know he's stuck   He out of luck in the wrong place at the wrong time   I give a fuck if he blind   All his money mine   On the dime I whip the gat out   Handles slippery cause I'm sweaty   He tried to move so I'ma pull this lead out   Check his pockets loose change and a note   Sayin I used to be a rapper I'ma joke   Hooked on dope and I don't wanna live, damn   Please somebody kill me and end this life big   Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried   Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride   I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star   But this rap shit didn't go far, go far   Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried   Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride   I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star   But this rap shit didn't go far, go far   Hand me that muthafuckin crack pipe   I wanna smoke me a pebble   I'm through tryin to be a rebel   I used to follow them hip-hop tours   Handin my demos out at backstage doors   I'm through trying to be the next Dr. Dre   I'd rather just smoke this rock away   Phoney deals, contracts, labels snakes everywhere   Shit...   I heard that niggas from the hood was goin way out   Returning back to the hood servin fools like a paper route   Scrounging up whatever loot they got to buy a key   But if ranchers grew weed like record sales and popularity   Back to the corner slangin loose and clumps   Gotta live ghetto fabulous with rims and bumps   Gotta have the fuckin heater cause my hands are stingin   Coming back in 2's and 3's tryin to peel your cap   Cause occasionally you serve a lemon head delight   But you think them heads are stupid   Cause it's dark at night   Plus you gotta get yours   By any means it's on again   But you record slangin yayhoo   How the fuck can you win   Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried   Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride   I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star   But this rap shit didn't go far, go far   Momma, momma I tried   I just, I just couldn't do it   I mean, I mean damn you never helped a mufucka   I mean, I'm sorry momma   That's just drugs talkin momma   Momma I'm sorry   Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried   Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride   I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star   But this rap shit didn't go far, go far   Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried   Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride   I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star   But this rap shit didn't go far, go far