Ain't No Turning Around (feat. Jadakiss)

I'm from that hard knock life, that all white life

Pop a wheelie on that 4-wheeler, yeah, that's that bike life

**** ghost like Casper

Catch me in the ghost with the drop head after

You a slave master, rob your own kind

Blind leadin' the blind

And I ain't join your team 'cause I got my own grind

Got my own grind, sold my own nines

For fifty-five hunnid like a hunnid something times

Once you put your hand on that pot

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you bust your first Glock

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you jump off that porch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

These streets hot as a torch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

I'm from that hard knock life, that all black life

Makin' sales on a mountain bike, yeah, that's that crack life

Break a whole one down, and sell 'em all nics

Couple days later, four door six

Love to let the semi spray, every day's a Henny day

Fuck it, they gon' charge you like you an adult anyway

Yeah, just look at those that took a nap

Once you on the road to riches, ****, ain't no lookin' back

Once you put your hand on that pot (What?)

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you bust your first Glock

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you jump off that porch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

These streets hot as a torch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Shots fired, man down, says he was hands down

Police brutality, ****, this reality

Trayvon Martin in a all black hoodie

Young ****, big 40, waitin' on a bullet

Big Benz, it's the war on drugs

Watchin' CNN, and seen my god damn plug

Watchin' BET, and seen my god damn self

I have more love for these streets then my god damn self

Once you put your hand on that pot

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you bust your first Glock

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Once you jump off that porch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around (Uh uh, nah)

These streets hot as a torch, young ****

Ain't no turnin' around, ain't no turnin' around

Yeah, young **** wylin', shootin' shit rapidly

To give him ten years, they do that happily

They don't understand, they bringin' down the faculty

Ain't worried 'bout the fronters, it's the **** that's in back of me

Grown man, be I, and that's how they handle it

Reputation is everything, it's over when you damage it

Money is easy to get it's just hard to manage it

Always remember the rules before you put your hand in it

Before you put your hand in it, you got to be the man in it

You got to understand it, got to know the rules to the game

Got to sacrifice, got to know it's a five year sentence for a brick of white

That's if your record clean, Lord knows it's a poor sight

Caught up in the snitch, smash on 'em, you don't match now

Remember what I told, fuck it, you can turn your back now

Once upon a time he was real, he a rat now

Never turn your back on a **** that you thug with

Bitch that you really like, never fall in love with

Never send your plug with the money up front

And if you smoke, get your own kush, don't hit a **** bunt

Remember dope gon' sell, and bitches gon' leave

Soon these **** go to jail, so that's a day from Hell

Young ****, oh well, thinkin' he a player

Now he livin' through the pictures on the wall, and his mail

But he ain't tell, so ****, I salute him

And when he hit the streets again, makin' sure he eat again

He gon' be a beast again, hit 'em with a key again

For eighteen five, young ****, go live