Scholarships 2 The Pen Lyrics - Loved By Few, Hated By Many - Lil' Keke

Bury me a G I took the code at early age, 

Life as a cook open the book and turn another page 

I remember tryna make it selling cheap drugs 

Didnt have a father so I idolized street thugs 

Jumping gates and ducking laws on a daily basis 

At 17 im catching cases now im trading places 

Im dranking syrup, smoking weed nigga I aint lying 

But dirty piss will get you 6 months of da county time 

Im in a grown game pocket full of stones man 

Just want some street fame so I can have my own name 

Here come dat cory blunt he actin bad and comin down 

Dats when I realized da real money out of town 

Its seems like it took foreva just to get a brick 

But crack cases and murder charges left the hood sick 

I met my my nigga Steve showed me a different grind 

soon as I caught on they gave my dawg fed time 

I got some guns but my mind is a betta weapon 

I love da slap but on da cool its a bad investment 

This hood game is pain and its a damn shame 

This for my niggas in the ghetto who lost erthang 

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Im from the streets that change boys to men 

And when you graduate they give you scholarships to da pen 

So please dont spend yo whole life struggling doing wrong 

Cuz one day you here and the next day you gone (Repeat 1x) 

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I pray to God and go to church but I still sin 

These 84s and dirty hoes got me all in 

I know a click of niggas really im just sick of niggas 

Cuz it gets worse when you get on and u get bigga figgas 

When I was broke and lonely I could hear them all bumping 

But thangs done changed and all these fools think I owe em sumn. 

I got bout 10 homies doing double digit bids 

For tryna take care of their families and feed kids 

If you can look and listen you can learn a whole lot 

Im tryna stay free and miss out on getting shot 

Get ya money man they gone judge you anyway 

These niggas rite around you gone have some shit to say 

But this America nigga best believe we all equal 

The ghetto a lovely place for low self esteem people 

Im born and raised but I aint tryna die up in da hood 

I want my sons to know that daddy doing sumn good 

Uncle reggie was a fool and he was slick as grease 

But On his third time they hit with a twenty piece 

This hood game is pain and its a damn shame 

This for my niggas in the ghetto who lost erthang 

(Repeat 2x)