Conflict

Raised by game where people aint phased by fame We notice the first change when you change your name We notice the first change when you claim you bang I stay true to myself yea I remain the same In the hood rappers get rich and they move out Like a switch to a new decade ‘cause they groove out They steady talking ‘bout the bread But they aint talking about the harsh realities of the lead They aint talking about the deaths in the community They need to come back and start promoting unity They aint talking ‘bout the problems in society Instead they rapping about the chains they got in varieties Conflict, because I got a split personality This side is my other personality The one that loves the rush like the cops are really after me The one that’s gotta make it the one that says it has to be The one that only wants money, nobody want it bad as me The one that stays plottin formulatin strategies The one that has to stay fresh never lookin raggedy The one that has to be at the top no matter the tragedy The one that steps on everyone aint nobody grabbin me Im lovin all of my cars and ballin like Stoudemire Im lovin all of my Roleys im lovin my Audemars Im lovin the way im livin I love the house that I live in I love bein with women And not even catchin feelins