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[Chorus: OMB Peezy] Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin' I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind Cut her off, she was wasting my time Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime [Verse 1: Philthy Rich] Look, attention like money, everybody want some Pick up on the backend, no lump sum Really come from the slums, you wouldn't know about it Six people, two bedrooms, yeah you know it's crowded Used to buy plug and rerock to double up Ten thou a show but next month I'ma double up Mobile Alabama up to Seminary Only option was the slammer or the cemetary Five year felon, can't take the charge back My bitch hit for fifty thou, no charge back My son turned twelve, the other one fourteen Kicked the cup months ago, ain't had no lean [Chorus: OMB Peezy] Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin' I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind Cut her off, she was wasting my time Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime [Verse 2: OMB Peezy] I been about that pistol play, bitch you know who I am I respected your gangster 'til you went to the 'Gram What you know 'bout twenty dollars feeding your whole fam? Only ketchup and mayonnaise, no meat on my sand' Cousin got put in the jam, they gave him ninety-nine My auntie in a nursing home, she don't really know about it JJ got killed by his friend, that's when I started wildin' I ain't have no clothes for school, that's when I started robbin' My youngin ready for war, I hit you dead in your car Police pattin' me down, hope they ain't searching the car I know they findin' that rod, I'm making bale in the morning They got a probation hold but they still gon' take that lil money [Chorus: OMB Peezy] Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin' I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind Cut her off, she was wasting my time Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
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