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Zero Handouts [G-Funk | Chicano-Rap]

[INTRO] Yeah… uh… Dj Sinful.. Time put it straight homie, TimeZen, Check it, Look how life switch up, homie… Back when I was broke, ain’t nobody know my name. Now every fake-ass motherfucker like, “Hey, primo, remember me?” Heh… funny how that shit works. * [VERSE] Concrete raised me, taught me how to hustle, Pocket full of lint, still I came up from the struggle. Old tee, worn soles, weight up on my shoulder, Young fool chasing dreams while the cold nights got colder. Low-rider, windows cracked, bass rolling slow, Stretching twenty dollars, praying it would grow. Now the same vatos talk like they built my foundation, Pulling up smiling, yelling congratulations. Where was you when the cupboard had dust? Where was you when nobody gave a fuck? Silent when I struggled, absent in the dark, Now I’m sparking up a flame and everybody wants a spark. Nah, homie… don’t rewrite the story now. I remember every shade, every time they counted me out. Now I’m stepping out clean, fresh fit, fresh whip, Suddenly it’s, “Hey, ese, can you help me with this shit?” * [PRE-CHORUS] Ooooh… I remember those ni-i-ights… Nobody came when I needed that li-i-ight… Now every leech wanna roll when the vibe feel right… But I paid my price… yeah, I paid my price… * [CHORUS] Now they got they hand out, hand out… Same ones said I wouldn’t make it out, make it out… Back when I was down, they ain’t come around… Now they see me up and wanna ride along now. I ain’t got no handouts, handouts… Came up from the dirt, had to figure it out. Don’t hit my line when your pockets runnin’ out… I remember who was solid when the lights went out. [AD-LIBS] “Yeah, I remember…” “Uh-huh…” “That’s right…” * [VERSE] “What’s crackin’, fool? Man, we go way back.” Yeah, I know your face, but I don’t trust that. You was laughing with the haters when they put me in a box, Now you’re knocking on my door expecting me to pick the locks. “Carnal, can I borrow just a couple hundred?” Funny, you ain’t ask if I was struggling or nothing. Everybody wants a seat when the dinner table’s set, Nobody brought a plate when I was starving in the debt. I kept it player, kept my chin above the tide, Turned every damn failure into pieces of my pride. Every door slammed shut made the blueprint clearer, Now you wanna talk money? Go look in the mirror. Miss me with the fake love, miss me with the “brother,” Miss me with the handshake when you really want another. * [PRE-CHORUS] Ooooh… I remember those ni-i-ights… Cold air, street lights, tryna get my mind right… Now every snake wanna kick it when the mood feel nice… But I paid my price… * [CHORUS] Now they got they hand out, hand out… Same ones said I wouldn’t make it out, make it out… Back when I was down, they ain’t come around… Now they see me up and wanna ride along now. I ain’t got no handouts, handouts… Came up from the dirt, had to figure it out. Don’t hit my line when your pockets runnin’ out… I remember who was solid when the lights went out. * [BRIDGE] You wasn’t there when the rain came down, You wasn’t there when I almost drowned. Now you wanna pull up when the sun comes out, With your hand out… Nah, homie… step back. I got it from here. * [VERSE] Now I’m cruising coastline, panoramic view, Engine humming soft while I do what I do. They say, “Damn, fool, you changed, don’t kick it with the crew.” Nah, I didn’t change, I just upgraded the view. Some loved the old me ‘cause the old me was leverage, Now I cut the cord and protected my own spirit. If you didn’t water seeds while the ground was dry, Don’t reach for the branch when it finally hits the sky. Westside rooted, heavy rhythm in the stride, Move slow, talk clear, ain’t got nothing left to hide. I’m just laid back, ese… that’s how I came up. * [CHORUS] Now they got they hand out, hand out… Same ones said I wouldn’t make it out, make it out… Back when I was down, they ain’t come around… Now they see me up and wanna ride along now. I ain’t got no handouts, handouts… Came up from the dirt, had to figure it out. Don’t hit my line when your pockets runnin’ out… I remember who was solid when the lights went out. * [OUTRO] Came from the gutter… now everybody wants a piece… Funny how that shit works… You wasn’t there then… Don’t reach your hand to me now… Zero handouts. No handouts…