Find a Way
Warren g ft.213 Lyrics


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Funny how time flies
Funny how one thing leads to another
Funny how mothers cry
Funny how we live at night and in the gutter
Funny how cash rules everything around me
Funny how people never seem to change
Funny how my closest friends is my rebuttal
Seems like it all can change and I can get paid
Whoa!

[Chorus]
N**** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
N**** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

N**** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
N**** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

I was giving this a lot of thought
Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off?
A whole lot of pressure is on my shoulders
My soul is with all my n****z I roll with; so know this

Cut the bulls***, take it back to the music
Use it right, don't matter what you do with it
I'm here to represent the real
I still stayed G'ed up unless must I will

I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself; this can't be right
Hmm 'cause if the lights were the sound of the siren
I'd make you n****z get a deal and act wild
I'm for real and I can see through these suckers that dick riding motherf***ers

Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cause I'm a huslter for the chips
And I'm trippin ''cause I'm sick of this s***
Listen

It wasn't about money up front
All a n**** wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt
Why? What do you mean?
Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thang

I can't get a job; I might as well steal and rob
Man, life is so hard
Hanging in my homie garage while other n****z
Doing killing for a living in the city of stars

I got a lick but I ain't got caught
N**** slippin' leaving a sack by the bar
And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it
Nope, and I'm about to go get it

Come up, I gotta stay run up
Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up
Please don't run up about that money I'm funny
My n**** you'll get done up





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In Warren G ft.213's "Find A Way," the lyrics describe the struggles and challenges that come with living in poverty and trying to make it in the music industry. The song starts with the artist reflecting on how life can change quickly and how it can be funny how people never seem to change. The chorus repeats the phrase "N**** gotta find a way" which is a call to action, urging people to hustle and find a way to make some money.


The verses dive deeper into the struggle that the artists have faced- the pressure on their shoulders, the all-nighters spent working on music, and the frustration of not being able to get a job. One of the artists talks about how they may as well steal and rob if they can't get a job because life is so hard. The song also touches on the theme of loyalty, with one of the artists mentioning how their soul is with all the people they roll with.


The song overall paints a picture of the harsh realities of inner-city life and the need to hustle to survive. It speaks to the common experience of trying to make it out of poverty and how difficult that can be. The chorus acts as a sort of rallying cry to encourage people to keep pushing and striving for success despite the challenges they face.


Line by Line Meaning

Funny how time flies
It's interesting how quickly time passes.


Funny how one thing leads to another
One event can lead to a whole sequence of other events.


Funny how mothers cry
It's sad how mothers cry because of their son's struggles.


Funny how we live at night and in the gutter
It's unfortunate how some people have to live in poverty and struggle every day.


Funny how cash rules everything around me
Money has tremendous power over society and affects many aspects of our lives.


Funny how people never seem to change
Most people tend to stick to their habits and don't change easily.


Funny how my closest friends is my rebuttal
My closest friends are my way to fight against my problems.


Seems like it all can change and I can get paid
It looks like everything can change for the better, and I can earn money.


N**** gotta find a way
We need to find a way to survive.


Find a way to make some money
We need to find a way to earn a living.


I was giving this a lot of thought
I have been thinking deeply about this issue.


Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off?
I'm considering whether to take a risk or not.


A whole lot of pressure is on my shoulders
I am under high pressure and responsibility.


My soul is with all my n****z I roll with; so know this
I am loyal to my friends and will always stick with them.


Cut the bulls***, take it back to the music
Stop the nonsense and focus on creating good music.


Use it right, don't matter what you do with it
Use music for positive purposes, regardless of how others use it.


I'm here to represent the real
I am here to represent authentic and genuine experiences.


I still stayed G'ed up unless must I will
I will stay true to my gangster roots.


I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself; this can't be right
I am struggling internally and need to find a way to cope.


Hmm 'cause if the lights were the sound of the siren
If the lights represented danger, I would be alert and ready to respond.


I'd make you n****z get a deal and act wild
If given the opportunity, I would use my success to behave recklessly.


I'm for real and I can see through these suckers that dick riding motherf***ers
I am genuine and can see through the deception of fake and manipulative people.


Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cause I'm a huslter for the chips
I am willing to work hard and hustle to earn money.


And I'm trippin ''cause I'm sick of this s***
I am stressed and frustrated with my situation.


It wasn't about money up front
Money wasn't the priority.


All a n**** wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt
I just wanted a piece of jewelry and a joint.


Why? What do you mean?
What's the point? What do you mean?


Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thang
I am living with my Aunt Mary and don't have anything.


I can't get a job; I might as well steal and rob
I can't find work, so I may resort to crime.


Man, life is so hard
Life is tough.


Hanging in my homie garage while other n****z
Hanging out in my friend's garage while others


Doing killing for a living in the city of stars
Are working as hitmen in the city.


I got a lick but I ain't got caught
I successfully robbed someone without getting caught.


N**** slippin' leaving a sack by the bar
Someone carelessly left a bag of drugs at the bar.


And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it
I saw where he left it and thought he had concealed it.


Nope, and I'm about to go get it
Nope, I'm going to steal it.


Come up, I gotta stay run up
I have to continue to succeed and earn money.


Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up
I sleep with my gun nearby to be prepared.


Please don't run up about that money I'm funny
Don't mess with me when it comes to money.


My n**** you'll get done up
You'll be in trouble if you mess with me.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TARA ALESIA GETER, DAVE HALL, HORACE BROWN

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Funny how time flies
Funny how one thing leads to another
Funny how mothers cry
Funny how we live at night and in the gutter
Funny how cash rules everything around me
Funny how people never seem to change
Funny how my closest friends is my rebuttal
Seems like it all can change and I can get paid
Whoa!

N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

I was giving this a lot of thought
Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off?
A whole lot of pressure is on my shoulders
My soul is with all my n****z I roll with; so know this

Cut the bulls***, take it back to the music
Use it right, don't matter what you do with it
I'm here to represent the real
I still stayed G'ed up unless must I will

I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself; this can't be right
Hmm 'cause if the lights were the sound of the siren
I'd make you n****z get a deal and act wild
I'm for real and I can see through these suckers that dick riding motherf***ers

Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cause I'm a huslter for the chips
And I'm trippin ''cause I'm sick of this s***
Listen

It wasn't about money up front
All a n** wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt
Why? What do you mean?
Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thang

I can't get a job; I might as well steal and rob
Man, life is so hard
Hanging in my homie garage while other n****z
Doing killing for a living in the city of stars

I got a lick but I ain't got caught
N** slippin' leaving a sack by the bar
And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it
Nope, and I'm about to go get it

Come up, I gotta stay run up
Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up
Please don't run up about that money I'm funny
My n** you'll get done up

N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
N** gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way



All comments from YouTube:

kingejiro

This song always makes me teary eyed, especially when I hear Snoops verse. My elder brother introduced me to this album in 04, I was only 15. I’ve so many beautiful memories listening to this album, but this will always be my favorite track. Life really goes by fast

G'z up

Im too

Guenine

Funny how time flies

Tim T

This album got me through my first deployment to the Middle East in 04

Roderick Lane

Man, this album still bumps. They don't make tracks like these anymore! Nate Dogg ripped this one! RIP

Jamaal Davis

Facts that's the same thing I'm saying that new shit ain't fucking with this πŸ’ͺ🏾πŸ’ͺ🏾πŸ’ͺ🏾πŸ’ͺ🏾

JUXZ

I Can just imagine just how high these dudes are in the studio rapping and making beats 🎧

st4ne4rmthevill

Sucks I cant pull up any of this album on Spotify. This shit is all the way classic.

Estevanico Jones

Nate Goes HARD On His Verse πŸ†

Chil-DΓ©rick Bissielou

cette chanson est un classic. Merci pour cet album 213 for life

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