| And I remember
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| The kind of full we had
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| Caught up in this situation
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| We getting high, I know that
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| And I remember
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| The kind of pain I felt
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| Sleepin free to a bed
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| I knew my mama needed some help
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| But I remember
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| My mama find I beat it pimpin 5 cases
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| Remember when I was locked down bad with no paper
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| Gambling with them OG nigga as a youngin
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| Grew up in a hustling family, I had no choice but to get some money
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| I’m askin bout my hustle nigga as a early team
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| 'Cus I remember getting tricked by the dope fiends
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| When I jumped off the porch I used to give away the dope
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| I’m flexin mink coats now, I remember when it started coke
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| I got airplanes, now I fly to you with this dope
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| I got all kind of prices, 10 different types of coke
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| I ain’t never had no license but I’m always on the go
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| And motherfuck my daddy cus he still smoking dope
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| And I remember
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| The kind of full we had
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| Caught up in this situation
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| We getting high, I know that
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| And I remember
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| The kind of pain I felt
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| Sleepin free to a bed
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| I knew my mama needed some help
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| But I remember
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| The kind of shoes I had
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| I don’t want the soul out
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| More all I want and I did
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| But I remember
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| It ain’t no going back
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| 'Cus I done ran the check up
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| So you can talk about that
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| Thuggin in apartments, sleepin with the roaches
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| This ain’t a freeze watch, this a Rolex fully loaded
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| Get yo ass off that block
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| If ain’t a 36, we on that
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| Doin 36 a hour, nigga I’m dope boy Patron
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| I gave you a brick a month ago
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| My nigga and you ain’t still sell that
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| Used to dream I have a Rari, look at me now I’m a owner
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| Cold jail cells, I remember that
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| No bon fair, where the bible at?
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| Too much flexin, should’ve saved it
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| Ben Franklins had no racks
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| You a trap nigga, you better work that
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| I’ve been broke before and I ain’t goin back
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| And I remember
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| The kind of full we had
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| Caught up in this situation
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| We getting high, I know that
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| And I remember
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| The kind of pain I felt
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| Sleepin free to a bed
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| I knew my mama needed some help
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| But I remember
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| The kind of shoes I had
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| I don’t want the soul out
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| More all I want and I did
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| But I remember
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| It ain’t no going back
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| 'Cus I done ran the check up
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| So you can talk about that |