it can't rain 4 ever

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i got dreams

of being a king

(but right now

i'm living unhealthy

since i'm balling

as i say to myself)

but everything ain't what it seems

(i'm praying

asking god for some help

when i get out

i'll be back for my wealth

it can't rain forever)

but dear lord

change the weather

cause these scars and these bars

make my pain make pleasure

and i'm a long far away

from everything that i treasure

all because

i was chasing this cheddar

but in my dream i was a king

but nothing ever comes to a dreamer

so i turned to a hustler

block bleeder and schemer

daddy noticed something different

bout my gangsta demeanor

but he never

could just point the finger

but now he know

cause i'm locked up now

no more benz with the roof

popped up now

i do my laundry in the toilet

and it's stopped up now

boys think it's some pussy jacking off

when a female guard walk thru now

my life is a shame

but nigga doing time is the price of the game

and all this wasting time

doing nights in the bang

got me realizing that my life gotta change

for real

i use to have dreams

about having too much bread

but seem like whoever stacking me

down with who bust lead

trying to take something from em

and i ain't having none of that

artillery is close by

i'ma be grabbing some of that

if somebody was looking at me funny

i was about my money

acting like the world was mine

and nobody could take it from me

too much traffic

at my house now

no more twenties

i moved up to pounds and soft now

got diamonds and gold in my mouth now

hustling hoping i can get rich

risking mo' than my freedom

turning a continent to a brick

in the briefcase

nervous but tired of being a cheap skate

running in and out of town on the regular

with no delay

two hundred and seventeen thousand

dollar spot

35

000 dollar watch

you can hear it when my collar pop

i was a baller

balling in the mix

with seven cell phones

now all my people calling in this bitch

and lord knows

he got to lighten up on me

sooner or later

it's bound to brighten up for me

but as of now black clouds

have been above me so i'm feeling like pac

trying to be calm and survive the storm

but i'm missing my block

sick of niggaz screaming throughout the night

wishing they'd stop

bitching about

if they gon get a visit or not

when i get out it's back to the block

ain't got no time to keep

not on a nigga

that's designed to get it

only 23

with at least eighteen prior convictions

guess i'ma doubt trying to get it

and over ride this visit

i've been through and through it again

troubles trials and trenches

on the edge of reserve

riding on benches sitting in back of the court

reading breezing

through new bible scriptures

ain't no reason for bleeda lying and kick it

but for my niggaz on lock

that's still

filling out their grocery list

i blaze tracks like a rapper real over a pit

when i'ma wake up

i know

i know