| Had to run that bitch back
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| I swear, once they see where a nigga come from
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| All of this shit that you had to go through, bruh
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| They don’t understand
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| (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb)
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| Young nigga from the bottom of the map
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| Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lap
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| One false move, get whacked
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| Got the whole hood on his back
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| And it’s just like that
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| For my niggas trapped in the trap
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| Pray to God we all make it back, pray we all make it back
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| Gotta pray we all make it back
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| And I know it’s wrong that I rap
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| But a street nigga first
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| Tell the crackers free Mac Deezy
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| Ma, look at your son, I’m on TV
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| They didn’t believe me
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| Nigga went and got it off the greezy
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| It’s hard, but I make it look easy, a crazy achievement
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| Won’t really fuck with no rappers
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| All these niggas hustling backwards
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| Misguiding the youth
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| But long as I know the truth
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| That’s another subject for after
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| And I’m riding in the Rover
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| 12 keep on trying to pull me over
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| Asking a nigga if I stole it, I bought it, I own it
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| I remember walking to school
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| Catching the bus early morning, like, Ma, I ain’t going
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| I was in the hallways roaming
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| But I still got my diploma, I got my diploma
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| Went to school all twelve years just to get a job selling donuts, man,
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| that’s crazy
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| I ain’t with the minimum waging
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| I ain’t with the modern day slavery
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| The fuck is you saying?
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| Told the crackers, «Fuck you, pay me»
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| Had to tell 'em, «Fuck you, pay me»
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| It’s back to the block
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| Well, I guess it’s back to the block
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| In the streets running 'round playing hooky (Hooky)
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| And I ain’t never sold no crack, but I’m so street, I can cook it
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| And I know it’s hard to find a way
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| But you’re bound to see brighter days
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| A million dollars can’t change me, nigga
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| 'Cause hard times made me, nigga
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| A hard grind saved me, nigga
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| I got it off the pavement, nigga
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| I got it off the pavement, my nigga
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| Young nigga from the bottom of the map
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| Came up riding with the strap (Yeah, yeah)
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| Young nigga got the hood on his back
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| He got the whole hood on his back, yeah
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| Didn’t think you’d be who you are, my nigga
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| Didn’t think you’d take it this far, my nigga (Okay)
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| You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
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| You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
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| Give a fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
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| You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
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| You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
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| 'Cause a nigga built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bruh, for real
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| Ayy, free C5, man, grrah
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| We ain’t forget about you, my nigga
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| Grindin', baby |