Heart of the Projects lyrics

[Intro]
I'm stuck right now, I'm on my back right now
And then I see you, all f*cked up and sh*t
You know heart problems, surgery, and sh*t
I'm the oxygen and sh*t
(This temptation sh*t crazy though)
Shut up and take that deep knee

[Chorus]
I'm the heart of the projects, hope I don't stroke
Over here we live in poverty, everybody broke
Over here it ain't no comedy, nah it ain't no joke
We just tryna make it out of it, they hanging us from rope
Never choke, young n*gga sellin' dope
Young n*gga smokin' pot
Kickin' door jumped right off the porch
Ready to cut your throat
Ready to let 'em go
Project baby, youngin' on the stroll
Sellin' coke, stressin', man we broke
Doctor check my pulse

[Verse 1]
In this a cold world
It's an icebox that's where my heartbeat
I'm the last hope for my hood, I'm they heartbeat
I ain't tryna flat line, they won't live without me
Golden acre boy free my n*gga Greg Roundtree
n*ggas played me dirty
b*tches played me dirty
Your n*ggas and your b*tches, they'll leave you hurtin'
I just want a better life, I know I deserve it
The hood on life support and it's real urgent
And I'm f*cked up bad, I need a real surgeon
Why they do ya boy bad? I'm a good person
I'm the one who gon' ride out like a derby
If you my n*gga imma slide out with you lurkin'
Diagnosed paranoia I be gettin' nervous
Had to wait the fourth quarter, I ain't have a jersey
n*ggas dying every day can't behave they self
Before you jump off the porch n*gga take a step
(n*gga slow down)
I was just a little boy, had to raise myself
I was movin' too fast, had to pace myself
Paper chasin' for that cash tryna race myself
You know a n*gga like to spaz, had to take a breath
Sometimes I think I'm too much for myself
And I done caused a lot of hurt to my health
It'll make a n*gga cry, all the pain I felt
While everybody fold up, I remain myself
[Chorus]
I'm the heart of the projects, hope I don't stroke
Over here we live in poverty, everybody broke
Over here it ain't no comedy, nah it ain't no joke
We just tryna make it out of it, they hanging us from ropes
Never choke, young n*gga sellin' dope
Young n*gga smokin' pot
Kickin' door jumped right off the porch
Ready to cut your throat
Ready to let 'em go
Project baby, youngin' on the stroll
Sellin' coke, stressin', man we poor
Doctor check my flow