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Yeah, uh

All the in my hood
percs now
Gettin' they get by, it's gettin' worse now
You gotta 'em put them
Guns and the down
new jails got ten yards in
'Em and that's first down, uh
And I ain't here to preach
I had to say somethin'
I'm the one with the reach
Youngin' gotta quarter
He tryna into Meech
had no daddy
He's had to learn the streets
I used to be a honor roll student,
I turned to a beast
The first time I seen a get
Some blood on his
He had on Air Max 93s but was
in the street
His cryin',
That there's a to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm doin' for my
I get an Award
I to sell Reggie, damn how'
I get to the
I take a if I miss I'm gettin' on boards
Ain't quittin' no more, like me some more
We went Old Navy it felt like Dior
Was broke but rich in soul
Was we really that
Was we really that
'Cause we a gun
And nigga in my
Neighborhood one
'Cause we had of
Our got to bury her son
I'm to you as a prophet
As rare as come, uh
Gunshots like music
out the Buick
Why you be a shooter?
Mama me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm up in a prison
Callin' mama like I have did it
my dream shatter in an instant
I'm on a posin' for the picture
I'm going for my prom or somethin'
Like I ain't facing or somethin'
for these niggas like that shit
Ain't my mom or somethin'
Only one get me commissary
Or even buy me
it all fall down
I can call now
Even if I hit your
won't get me home
Seen so different times
These niggas did me
Shit that's the that I did this song

Shit we was kids used to play on the
A couple years we flirtin'
the angel of death
I was years old
I got my on the Tec
When I first it
That gave me a rush
My homie's I'm like "Maybe we next"
just made me a threat
Knowin' the smoke my
Daddy it made me upset
Made me a man shit I was
When God gave me my
Go to court with a court
And he won't say
Now it's you against the
And you ain't got no
Jail they ain't got no space
I a youngin' that got murked
Ain't get to drive no
But he in on the way to church
I know his mom gon'
When she smell like embalmment
Cologne all on her
said he sendin' you home, she goin' crazy
When drop that casket all in the ground
Who save me?
How you blame me?
When I'm tryna stay alive and survive
And beat odds
niggas die by twenty-five
When I fearin' for my life
When I decide to my mind
And tokin'
smoke the pain away
They us up for smoking
Put 'em on
Lock you up if you perfect
of the system
Like a rain drop in the
They closin' all the and
All the gettin' open

See comin' from where I from
We had to the streets
the system, beat racism, beat poverty
And now we made it
All we at the championship