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Yeah, uh

All the in my hood
Popping now
Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' now
You gotta 'em put them
Guns and the down
Them new jails got ten in
'Em and your first down, uh
And I come here to preach
I had to say somethin'
'Cause I'm the one with the
gotta quarter ounce
He tryna into Meech
had no daddy
He's had to learn from the
I used to be a roll student, damn
Then I to a beast
The time I seen a nigga get
Some on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was
in the street
His cryin',
That a sign to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm for my hood
I won't get an
I to sell Reggie, damn how'
I get to the
I take a shot if I miss I'm on boards
Ain't quittin' no more, give me some more
We went Old Navy it felt like Dior
Was broke but rich in soul
Was we really that
Was we that dumb?
'Cause we a gun
And every in my
carryin' one
'Cause we had of
Our mamas got to her son
I'm to you as a prophet
As as they come, uh
Gunshots sound like
out the Buick
Why you be a shooter?
told me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a
mama like I shouldn't have did it
Watch my shatter in an instant
I'm on a visit posin' for the
I'm going for my prom or somethin'
Like I ain't facing time or
for these niggas like that shit
Ain't hurt my mom or
Only one get me commissary
Or even buy me
When it all down
I can call now
if I hit your phone
That won't get me
Seen so different times
These niggas did me
Shit that's the reason I did this song

Shit we was kids to play on the step
A couple years later we
the angel of death
I was years old
I got my on the Tec
I first touched it
That gave me a rush
My homie's dying I'm "Maybe we next"
That just made me a
Knowin' the smoke my
Daddy it just me upset
Made me a man shit I was
When God me my test
Go to court with a court
And he say object
Now it's you against the
And you got no cake
Jail overpopulated they got no space
I know a that got murked
get to drive no Wraith
But he in on the way to church
I his mom gon' faint
When she like embalmment fluid
Cologne all on her
Pastor said he sendin' you home, she crazy
When they drop that casket all in the
Who gon' me?
How you blame me?
I'm tryna stay alive and just survive
And them odds
When die by twenty-five
I stop 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
Victims of the
a rain drop in the ocean
They closin' all the and
All the prisons gettin'

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