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I was raised by my grandma Young nigga was bad as hell Know my mama wanna rap Cause' she did 15 years in jail Used to walk up in the class The teacher askin', "What's that smell?" Then she looked me in my eyes And tell me, "Boy you high as hell." Well, I can't help myself Baby you know I'm a player Baby you know real is real You can't get this everywhere Lord forgive me I be sinning Every night I say my prayer I go [?] with the semi Imma' shoot til' nothing left I caught my first charge Then I went on the run Caught my first body Then they meet after a gun Bought my first choppa Then I went through [?] a drum Yeah, Lil bitch imma' [?] I'm my momma's only son 1 of 1 It ain't nothing but killas and hustlers from where I'm from I just stack my commas, remain humble, and don't crumble [?] young niggas muggin' and they clutchin' if you mumble Thuggin', hotter than a summer Gotta trey-8 I was in the eighth grade Nigga tried to play, I tried to take off his fade I didn't play no games, I cut the checks like spade Money what I crave, bitch I'm eating everyday Let the choppa kick (yeah, yeah) karate Pull up with the stick (clap, clap) like parade You know imma' hit (yeah, yeah) I got aim All these extended clips (yeah, yeah) I got flame Fuck the fame, I won't change For no changes, got some chains In my [?], look like rain Shit, I could have bought a [?] And my wrist hurricane I work up bitch like a maid Everyday gettin' paid Until I'm up in the grave I count my first 100k and I was so amazed I had no time to play, yeah, I had plays on plays I was servin' jays in my jays get my cake I went to school late cause' I kept that grade A I was on a roll everyday to the bank There ain't no limit to this shit I might go buy a tank Pull up smoking Mary Jane, pocket full of franks You niggas too damn lame, I do what you can't Gang shit [?] (Yeah)30-clip Flame like [?] (Yeah) wrist, neck, rain Umbrella raf (Yeah) Rollie [?] Put it in your face Bitch tried to play me I was like no way You get up in my way and it'll be a cold case I shot my first opp with a revolver no trace Until this very day, I hit my knees and still pray
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