| Uh, nobody, you know what I’m sayin', nobody, nobody thought a nigga would be
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| right here, though, you know
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| That shit make like, that shit make, that shit make a difference in me and you
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| You was supposed to be here, nigga
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| Nigga, I wasn’t 'posed to be in this motherfucker
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| Man, you know what I’m sayin'
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| Give all the glory to God and hard work
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| But you niggas gotta respect this shit, you know what I’m sayin'
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| I’m straight from the…
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| Where I’m at? |
| (Where) Where I go? |
| (How) How did I get here? |
| (How did I get here?
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| Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield)
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| I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill)
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| Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile)
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| Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill)
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| Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise)
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| I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized)
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| We was livin' up in College Park (College Park)
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| Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight)
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| Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park)
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| Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined)
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| The story of my life (The life)
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| Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before)
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| Have you ever done time? |
| (Time)
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| Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds)
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| Confinement mind (Confinement)
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| How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
| (Time)
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| The truth be told (Told)
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| I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold)
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| In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul
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| Felt like I was born on Mars (Mars)
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| Everybody starin' too hard (Starin')
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| They didn’t really think I was a star (They didn’t really)
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| Then I fucked around, beat the odds (Fucked around)
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| How did I get right here? |
| (How did I?)
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| Neck, wrist on chandelier (Chandelier)
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| Made me wanna drop some tears (Tears)
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| Thankin' God that I switched gears (Whooo)
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| I’m from another lightyear, I’m a Martian (Martian)
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| One-third of a human, just partial (One third)
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| I’m the Sergeant, the Captain, the Marshal (Serge)
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| I start to barf, it was too much potion
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| Too fast, everything in slow motion
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| I get the cash and my money keep grossin' (Get the cash)
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| Popped a bottle, champagne, we toastin'
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| Suicide doors on the coupe when they open (Skrrt)
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| They didn’t believe in me (Nah)
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| Check the stats, number one, you see (You see)
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| I bet my haters can’t breathe
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| Nigga, don’t even compare to me (Nah)
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| Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare)
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| We can fuck 'em by the pair, by the three (By the pair)
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| Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare)
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| I’m from the A, I love your ass, it’s a peach (Peach)
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| Where I’m from, niggas cash, don’t lease (Cash)
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| Where I’m from, the stick’s on the backseat (Stick sticks)
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| Where I’m from, police put you six feet
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| A lot of bums and they sleepin' on the street (Bums)
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| Yeah, yeah, that’s at home (Yeah)
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| Nigga, go back to your fam' where you dead wrong (Go back)
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| Miss my dawg, dead and gone (Miss him)
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| I can hear his voice telling me «Don't go alone» (Pistol)
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| Yeah, the money can’t fix that (Nah)
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| Dirty money, had to rinse that (Dirty money)
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| I try my hardest not to look back (I try)
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| Not too long ago a nigga would’ve took that (Gimme that)
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| This for my niggas had to cook packs (Cook cook)
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| Million dollar trap fall 'cause of one rat (Rats)
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| Yeah, ain’t no comin' back (Yeah)
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| How I made it out the jungle, yeah, without a scratch (Hey)
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| Where I’m at? |
| (Where) Where I go? |
| (How) How did I get here? |
| (How did I get here?
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| Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield)
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| I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill)
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| Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile)
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| Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill)
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| Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise)
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| I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized)
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| We was livin' up in College Park (College Park)
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| Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight)
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| Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park)
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| Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined)
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| The story of my life (The life)
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| Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before)
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| Have you ever done time? |
| (Time)
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| Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds)
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| Confinement mind (Confinement)
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| How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
| (Time)
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| The truth be told (Told)
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| I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold)
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| In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul |
| Baptized at First Baptist Church
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| The pastor name was Reverend Johnson (Okay)
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| Chastised his shirt and matchin' shoes
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| But had to front, it never bothered him (Okay)
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| Hurt his pride but he swallowed it (Okay)
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| Dirt is all that he spotted
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| And in the dirty south where bodies pilin' up
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| So high, they block the birds and rerouted 'em (Damn)
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| Plenty murderers had observers but
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| You never heard a peep out of them
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| So many funerals it ain’t enough numerals to keep count of them (Woah)
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| Look, I’m just settin' the scene
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| Back when I stared at the phone as I’m lettin' it ring
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| Another collector, they leave us a message
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| My mama in deficit, must intervene
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| I bust out the seams, I’m gettin' too big for these britches now
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| I invest in the dream, I’m destined for green
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| I got superstar dick for these bitches now
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| I got superstar dick for these bitches now
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| And I think about that when I dig 'em out
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| (When I dig 'em out, when I dig 'em out)
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| Where I’m at? |
| (Where) Where I go? |
| (How) How did I get here? |
| (How did I get here?
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| Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield)
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| I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill)
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| Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile)
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| Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill)
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| Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise)
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| I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized)
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| We was livin' up in College Park (College Park)
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| Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight)
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| Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park)
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| Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined)
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| The story of my life (The life)
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| Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before)
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| Have you ever done time? |
| (Time)
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| Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds)
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| Confinement mind (Confinement)
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| How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
| (Time)
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| The truth be told (Told)
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| I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold)
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| In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul |