Uh, uh, uh I my first break in seventy-five I tell the story yesterday when [Incomprehensible] was alive do shit with my brothers without makin' 'em mad Couldn't get with nobody so I just ran with my Dad
He took me right where the killas be Across the court Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry We ball on crates tryna get paid by all means Started snatchin' purses by Wall
Seen Titey get hit up in the melt when I was Paramedics couldn't find his tongue That's when I started totin' my to call a G My family was deep but wasn't goin' in water with me
Right Mr. Martin's class [Incomprehensible] and me Straight to think I was worried 'bout the trulency, please Got for them old timers puttin' in work Like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, and herbs
Even though the times was I fear no man but God You at New Orleans crime rate Right up in the place, soulja's this is Juve the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the is Juve, the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the is Juve, the great
Mama thought her son was doin' it tight When I was the one out here not it right Until she found my stash, she couldn't believe all the weed she Shit it must've been a half a
I was thirteen then back when Yoga was it My was let a lil' nigga get a crack at it Far a gangsta but was learnin' a lot Ain't be the one that earnin' the pot
After the turn of the clock I started bankin' on the low the dope Got slugged up so notice me mo' Tee's, Reeboks and I had a few [Incomprehensible] to write hood shit the average niggaz go through in life
Wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day [Incomprehensible] and we I know they'll flip ya I stayed away from them who didn't communicate well 'Cause them was niggaz that would've had me in jail
Even though the was hard I fear no man but God You at New Orleans crime rate up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the is Juve, the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the This is Juve, the
At fifteen I carried a lot of weight on my Me and my brother infact, I kept my money I mad my power moves soon as Juv' got one Headed to the Irish counter nigga who got guns?
Shit my people Bobby and got hit too And I heard my name was up in some shit too Wasn't no cans off googlin' no more It was either cry like a bitch or go it and score
My case wanted my respect in the worst way Couldn't tell me shit I was hungry and thirsty Have a way out his religion ya heard me I guess it's to who and never was worthy
Every since I learned about guns and I made a vow to myself that I would never go Do what I do to eat I probably can't play no sports but I can work streets
Even the times was hard I fear no man but God You lookin' at New Orleans crime Right up in the place, beware this is Juve the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the This is Juve, the
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the is Juve, the great