One: B.G.      I'm tryin' to do right   But I'm surrounded by wrong   Avoid the all night flight   And still make it on my own   I'm tryin' be cool    Do what I gotta do   But playa haters all over   So I roll with my crew   I'm tryin' stay over   And just stay my ass in school   Ain't many choices to choose   And this rap game I can't refuse   I wanna win don't want to be the one to loose   My pistol my only friend   Cause busters try to bring the blues   Leavin brains with no clues   Spin the ben in black clothes   They tryin' ta' take my only life   Leave my folks on the front row   Bury me in providence   Heavy weight that rose   They wanna steal the B.G.   Now tell me Alton   Ain't that cold   What can I do    Now what can I do to get out the game   What can I do    Now what can I do to make change   Every other day around my way niggas dyin'   Hours flyin I want to go straight boy I'm tryin'      -Chorus- (Juvenile)   I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me   Lord please let me go where I needs to be   Ball 'till I fall it's a poor family   Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me      Verse Two: B.G.      I'm tryin' to get my mail straight   Sell cd's and tapes   I don't want to be jail bait   Niggas want to kill me   And increase the hell rate   They almost got me   But I slip the spot it was too late   I wanna be a role model for my lil' brother   And buy a fifteen room manison for my mother   Settle down wit' a silent hoe    And drop a tight seed   So I can raise another uptown B.G.   Just like me   I'ma give 'em but I wish had a dad   He goin' be smart and bad nigga   Throwin' up a solga rag   This world is kurupted   The police is crooked   My boy was runnin with a ??? gun   His young life they took it   This ??? is rotten   Everyday it get's colder   They throwin' away the key   Sendin' the soldiers to angoula   My round slangin' that yola   With they hand on that iron   To keep my mind right   Beleive nigga I'm tryin'      -Chorus-      Verse Three: Lil' Wayne      I'm tryin' to be a man at fourteen   Choppin iron at fourteen'   Nigga that tells my only way    (B.G.: Look where you stand at fourteen)    A lil' bity something   Whuckin, representin' partners   Ain't to good in my neighborhood   Uptowns my partner   I ain't lie i'm tryin    To go the right way   But the night flight way   Just ain't the right way   I wan' be a gangsta but also wan' live   So I choose to be a uptown HotBoy hard to kill   Sittin' behind the cruiser wheel    Can't even see me I'm so lil'   And you expect me to give this   Just to switch to positive   As hard as I'm tryin' do it I just can't make a shape   School I'm tryin' go through it but I just can't make a shape   Gettin' in beef that resultin' into serious gun slangin   Do good I want yeah but on half i just keep hangin'   I'm lookin for a change but change ain't lookin for me   Will I remain a B.G.    Or a A student   We'll see      -Chorus- 2x