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Buccaneers of rugged gear, nigga a fear
One, just year one, I've thuggin' here, yeah
Whole shit is ours, you in awe, don't get involved
This is war, walk around a frame with up in this jawn
Behind prison walls, nigga lickin' balls,
Different cause, laws
Damn if I don't up in the mall, prison yard, prison guard
No principal, detention on friends and all
Commissary missing like your paw
Uncle Tom, please don't make my sentence
Granted I did was wrong
Pigs don't remorse if you admit it all
Missing ma, hope she don't miss the call
Admitted she'll never visit, like the hard headed never listen, Lord
So me how the fuck I'm supposed to eat?
If the getting richer, the poor's growing weak
My brother up in the streets, may he rest in peace
got heat like Pusha T, get it cheap
Flacko how you been, where you at? I've been back
Relax place down my favorite cap, scratch my nigga neck
Hitta chtta chat, this and that, A$AP
I'm missing Max, wish that they could bring the nigga bigger

I wonder, in my bed
Am I still too young, am I too young?
And I hold back, thoughts running my head
Did I fuck it up, did I it up?

It's like I lace up my boots and call my lately
Traded all my rap for all my suits lately
I'm 26 but I've been living in my lately
Pull my wisdom, but I still it like my tooth ache me
Duck shots, fuck cops, what a blood clarts
All I gots my words and my balls and my one
Pause, bug fly, my young buck died
Passed away from a stray, from some fake guy
Now this the kind of that should make doves cry
Fuck that, the story that should make thugs cry
Dry your eyes older sis, held 'em close, 'em switch
Gave 'em in the midst of all of this
Ain't too late to or skip

I wonder, in my bed
Am I still too young, am I too young?
And I hold back, thoughts running through my
Did I it up, did I fuck it up?
I wonder, in my bed
Am I still too young, am I still too
And I hold back, running through my head
Did I fuck it up, did I it up?
I wonder, in my bed
Am I still too young, am I still too
And I hold back, thoughts running through my
Did I it up, did I fuck it up?