Lyrics I’m Reaching (feat. Big Tex) - Al-D feat. Big Tex
I
lost
everything
I
had
y'all,
before
all
the
fame
So
I
remain
the
same,
cause
real
niggaz
don't
change
I
shedded
tears
through
the
years,
who
said
G's
don't
cry
Cause
it
was
times
that
I,
felt
I
wanted
to
die
No
lie
I've
seen
hard
times,
I
know
how
it
feels
To
have
mo'
than
the
next,
and
less
than
the
next
man
on
the
real
I
don't
care,
cause
ain't
no
telling
what
might
happen
Thank
God
for
the
fact,
that
I'm
blessed
in
this
rap
black
And
ain't
no
turning
back,
I
got
my
foot
in
the
do'
Watch
my
back
and
stay
strapped,
cause
haters
hate
me
much
mo'
I
don't
know
why
it's
like
this,
but
I'ma
get
mine
Cause
plexing
only
leads
to
poverty,
death
and
jail
time
From
the
yay
to
the
hay,
from
the
way
to
the
Bay
From
tight
cribs
to
Cadillacs,
to
no
place
to
stay
From
O-Z's
to
fifty
packs,
from
steaks
to
dickie
snacks
From
G's
to
empty
pockets,
from
jacking
to
kicking
raps
I'm
reaching,
to
the
top
nonstop
Eyes
on
the
prize,
till
I
fold
a
bigger
knot
I'm
reaching,
leaving
haters
behind
Balling
with
my
nigs',
grinding
at
the
same
time
I'm
reaching,
to
the
top
nonstop
Forever
representing,
till
my
casket
drop
I'm
reaching,
leaving
haters
behind
Cracking
up
the
ground,
in
my
houpe
smoking
pine
They
said
I
wouldn't
make
it,
they
said
I
was
better
off
dead
They
said,
a
nigga
would
end
up
in
the
FEDs
They
said
fool,
even
with
an
album
out
you're
no
one
They
smiled
inside
my
face,
behind
my
back
they
said
I'm
so
dumb
They
sent
evil
to
stop
me,
and
sprinkle
dirt
to
hurt
me
Their
words
were
smooth
as
butter,
but
their
aim
was
to
curse
me
They
said
a
lot
of
thangs,
but
I
chilled
and
maintained
Knowing
one
day,
I'll
play
like
superstars
in
the
game
X
myself
from
them
haters,
now
I'm
blind
no
mo'
X
myself
from
doing
dirt,
now
it's
time
to
flow
Since
'92
fool,
brothers
recognize
me
Just
a
black
G,
peace
to
G.P.
and
Gotti
Slanging
stones
like
two
smooth,
brick
homes
Caps
and
loc's,
kept
my
identity
unknown
Stuck
on
probation,
with
my
mind
on
time
I
put
my
mind
on
rhyme,
on
the
one
but
I'm
Get
the
green
'fore
I
fuck
up,
smoking
fat
sacks
reminiscing
With
my
niggaz
from
the
hood,
way
back
in
the
days
when
we
use
to
trip
in
The
jungle,
survival
was
the
only
thing
we
knew
Late
nights
in
the
Cadillino,
rolling
deep
with
my
crew
Slanging
rocks
on
the
blocks,
fat
sacks
to
the
playas
Steady
dodging
the
cops,
busting
shots
at
them
haters
Living
my
life
as
a
hustler
G,
it
wasn't
easy
Cause
wild
times
left
this
nigga
buck
wild,
laying
em
down
with
my
nine
Plus
I
got
a
baby
on
the
way,
what
could
I
do
I
tried
to
get
a
job,
but
none
of
them
hoes
came
through
So
I'm
reaching
for
my
ski
mask,
loading
up
my
twelve
gauge
Looking
for
a
lick
to
hit,
in
my
younger
days
Cause
ways
in
the
ghetto
life,
had
a
playa
sunk
in
the
streets
Sorrow
was
my
me,
man
teal
was
my
bed
sheets
Frustrated
aggravated,
what
the
fuck
was
sent
to
me
The
ghetto
is
hell,
the
only
free
Penitentiary
1 Can U Feel Me Now
2 F*ck Da Police
3 Another Homies Funeral
4 I’m Reaching (feat. Big Tex)
5 Life And Times
6 Things Aint What You Thought
7 Bitches And Hoes
8 Gorillas
9 Dont Wantta Do Right
10 Im Going Home
11 Killas And Dealers
12 Long Live 83rd
13 Mail Man
14 Never Forget (feat. A-1 & Escobar)
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