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Yeah, uh

All the youngins in my
Popping now
Gettin' high get by, it's gettin' worse now
You gotta tell 'em put
and the percs down
Them new jails got ten in
'Em and that's first down, uh
And I ain't come to preach
I just had to say
I'm the one with the reach
Youngin' gotta quarter
He tryna into Meech
Ain't had no
He's had to learn from the
I used to be a roll student, damn
I turned to a beast
The first time I seen a get
Some on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was
Slumped in the
His cryin',
That there's a sign to me, oh
The shit I'm for my hood
I get an Award
I used to sell Reggie, 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 Old Navy it felt like Christian Dior
Was dead but rich in soul
Was we really that
Was we really that
'Cause we a gun
And every in my
carryin' one
'Cause we had of
Our got to bury her son
I'm to you as a prophet
As as they come, uh
Gunshots sound music
out the Buick
Why you wanna be a
told me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a
Callin' like I shouldn't have did it
my dream shatter in an instant
I'm on a visit posin' for the
Like I'm going for my prom or
Like I facing time or somethin'
for these niggas like that shit
Ain't my mom or somethin'
one gon' get me commissary
Or buy me somethin'
it all fall down
I can call now
Even if I hit phone
That get me home
Seen so different times
These did me wrong
that's the reason that I did this song

Shit we was kids used to on the step
A couple years we flirtin'
the angel of death
I was years old
I got my on the Tec
When I touched it
That shit me a rush
My homie's dying I'm "Maybe we next"
That just made me a
the niggas smoke my
Daddy it just me upset
me a man shit I was five
When God gave me my
Go to court with a court
And he won't say
Now it's you the state
And you ain't got no
Jail overpopulated they got no space
I know a youngin' got murked
Ain't get to drive no
But he in hearse on the way to
I his mom gon' faint
When she like embalmment fluid
all on her baby
Pastor said he sendin' you home, she goin'
When drop that casket all in the ground
Who gon' me?
How you blame me?
When I'm tryna stay and just survive
And beat odds
When niggas die by
I stop fearin' for my life
When I decide to my mind
And tokin'
Tryna the pain away
They lock us up for
Put 'em on
Lock you up if you perfect
of the system
Like a rain in the ocean
They all the schools and
All the prisons gettin'

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