Intro)
Crazy Roc on the track, y’all know what’s good,
Lafayette Projects, Hoover de Crip, neighborhood.
Used to smoke that PCP, now I’m done with that mess,
Got my head right, my pockets tight, now I’m blessed.
(Verse 1)
From 201 blocks, where the drama never quits,
Nanny cooked up love, and I’m talkin’ ’bout that grits.
Hoover de Crip life, but I ain’t just some fool,
Used to chase them demons, now I’m straight in school.
Used to see ghosts, thought the crackhead was me,
Now I’m laughin’ at myself, “Damn, that was crazy.”
PCP? Nah, I’m sober and woke,
Got a plan, got a vision, ain’t no more jokes.
(Chorus)
730, 730 — got that fire in my soul,
Laughin’ through the struggle, that’s how we roll.
730, 730 — rise above the pain,
Nanny’s love inside me, runnin’ through my veins.
(Verse 2)
Crazy Roc grindin’, no time for the fake,
I keep it gangster, but sometimes I make mistakes.
Like one time slipped on my own damn shoe,
Had the whole block laughin’, but I pulled through.
Lafayette Projects, yeah, we hustle and pray,
Tryna make a dollar, dodge the devil’s play.
Used to rock that PCP, now I’m clear and tight,
Even my haters say, “Man, you lookin’ right.”
(Chorus)
730, 730 — got that fire in my soul,
Laughin’ through the struggle, that’s how we roll.
730, 730 — rise above the pain,
Nanny’s love inside me, runnin’ through my veins.
(Bridge)
Rock him, check the flow, it’s uncut and raw,
Gangsta with a grin, you can’t knock this law.
From the struggle to the glory, we do it all,
Got jokes in my pocket, but I’m standin’ tall.
(Outro)
Crazy Roc on the rise, never fallin’ flat,
Lafayette to Jersey, where my real ones at?
Left that PCP shit back in the past,
Now it’s all grind, all shine, and a hell of a laugh.
