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