| Let me take these niggas way back
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| Way back curtains closed like you was in a Maybach
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| North where I was raised at where niggas getting murdered out
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| For running out the motor mouth about shit they ain’t even heard about
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| Feds snooping around the town trying to sniff them birdies out
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| Youngins running reckless with they burners out we burned them out
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| Old heads they all dead they the ones who turnt us out
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| Consequences we wasn’t concerned about or worried about
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| Repercussions that could lead to the reaper coming
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| Cause where I’m from niggas is cold freezer something
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| So put your hoodie on or bring some heat or something
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| Niggas will stab you in the back as soon as they see you fronting
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| My hood ain’t no sweet sixteen
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| Where I come from its a blessing just to be sixteen
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| I never wanted to be big screen
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| I only wanted the money that came from a big dream
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| I ain’t been to sleep since, hard grinding intense
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| Ambition got me fucking bad bitches ten cent
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| Shining on these haters counting paper 'til my
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| Cause ever since I was like ten my main goal was to get rich
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| Second grade I got A’s, fourth grade I got B’s
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| Sixth grade I got F’s High School I just slept
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| Fuck around on Burks Street a lot of niggas got wet
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| And I ain’t talking PCP I’m talking 'bout them big tecs
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| Money power respect drug money big checks
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| Niggas fucking with them birds and I ain’t talking Dipset
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| I refuse to let these street swallow me
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| And the system devour me rather make them bow to me
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| Phialdel where the killers dwell where the goons creep
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| Where the sun don’t ever shine and only the moon peep
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| Right around the corner from the devil and doom street
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| Where niggas never make it you want ti then take it
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| Well if I’m not mistaken you’ll get shot for Nathen
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| Wrong time place victim of a crime rate
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| Niggas will put you on a page no Myspace
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| Tears all on your mom face nigga where I come from |