Boy, love, I'd do anything, anything Argentina, Argentina, I'd do anything, anything Yeah, yeah, yeah He cry, she cry, they cry But he's different when the gang still cryin' He rich, she rich, they rich But he's different when the gang still shinin' He shoot, they shoot, he shoot But he's different when the gang still fire I asked God, was it different when a real nigga prayin'? Yeah, yeah, yeah I asked the mic, was it different when a real nigga sang it? Yeah I asked the world, was it different when a street nigga famous? My nigga said that he don't know who told All he said was the streets ain't the same no more I heard a nigga, he went off the road Ain't no tellin' what he thinkin' when them gates start closin' The niggas start foldin', your soul unfocused And them bitches start rollin' Ayy, your mama need a shoulder Your son need some school clothes and he need some folders It's so hard bein' famous when you was nameless The judge don't really know you, *** a poster, he paint you Thank you, Lord, you so dry, you told him, *** him, not thank you That's just how real it get No one can fix that, no one can give it back You gotta live that, it's no more real that It's fine, niggas in your cell, you gotta *** that You layin' down, thinkin' bout your dead homies Tears shed to your ears He cry, she cry, they cry But it's different when the gang still cryin' He rich, she rich, they rich But it's different when the gang still shinin' He shoot, they shoot, he shoot But it's different when the gang still fightin' I ask God, was it different when a real nigga prayin'? Yeah, yeah, yeah I ask the mic, was it different when a real nigga sang it? Yeah I ask the world, was it different when a street nigga famous? Me and my gang still stay on four Before we was street famous, ain't nobody broke the code Remember we was all smiles when we got off first floor Now you dead and it's heavy on my soul Judge lookin' at me full of hate, I just smile, man Cryin' up inside, cause I'm feelin' leave my child, man FDin' on me, can't let him down Money ain't change me, it just change the people around me Disrespect time, folk had to bleed that n***a Shed a tear for Cory Miller, I ain't gon' heed that n***a He rap, she rap, we rap, but my *** different I put a n***a up in tears They killed live and they killed the whole cop Guess when you famous, n****s shootin' for your heart After the funeral, his lil' brother killed himself Now you see that it's different when a gangsta n***a cryin', cryin' He cry, she cry, they cry But it's different when a gangsta cryin' He rich, she rich, they rich But it's different when a gangsta shine up He shoot, they shoot, he shoot But it's different when a gangsta fire I ask God, was it different when a real n***a prayin'? Yeah, yeah, yeah I ask the mic, was it different when a real n***a sang it? Yeah I ask the world, was it different when a street n***a famous? I ask the world, was it different when a street n***a famous?