| Me and my crew make do with the little we’ve got
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| Split pies, put it all in one pot
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| Good times, pour it up in one shot
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| Young, lost, and forgotten ones
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| I ain’t coming with the cash and the flash
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| Like the ones that you see on TV
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| And honestly the only thing I ever had
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| Are the ones that you see with me
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| We made it through the trends and the fads
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| We go back like ODB
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| It was just us making our moves
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| Stock town streets
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| So I never dressed for where I was
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| Dressed for where I was tryna be
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| Started so deep down in the mud
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| You know we all just tryna eat
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| Couldn’t nobody hold me back
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| At first it was only just a dream
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| That could never ever be done
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| Without my team
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| That’s why now…
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| Me and my crew make do with the little we’ve got
|
| Split pies, put it all in one pot
|
| Good times, pour it up in one shot
|
| Young, lost, and forgotten ones
|
| Me and my crew make do with the little we’ve got
|
| Split pies, put it all in one pot
|
| Good times, pour it up in one shot
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| Young, lost, and forgotten ones
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| Melanin, little ink on our skin
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| Nobody even knew it was there
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| Only thinking 'bout the places we could go
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| Little young, broke millionaires
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| It wasn’t easy like the elevator broke
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| And we all had to take the stairs
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| Making new rules, me and my dogs
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| Me and my crew
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| So I never dressed for where I was
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| Dressed for where I was tryna be
|
| Started so deep down in the mud
|
| You know we all just tryna eat
|
| Couldn’t nobody hold me back
|
| At first it was only just a dream
|
| That could never ever be done
|
| Without my team
|
| That’s why now…
|
| Me and my crew make do with the little we’ve got
|
| Split pies, put it all in one pot
|
| Good times, pour it up in one shot
|
| Young, lost, and forgotten ones
|
| Me and my crew make do with the little we’ve got
|
| Split pies, put it all in one pot
|
| Good times, pour it up in one shot
|
| Young, lost, and forgotten ones |