Uh, uh, uh I took my first in seventy-five I the story like yesterday when [Incomprehensible] was alive do shit with my brothers without makin' 'em mad Couldn't get along nobody so I just ran with my Dad
He took me right there where the be Across the court from Mileton between Clarion and We shot ball on crates tryna get paid by all Started snatchin' purses by Wall
Titey get hit up in the melt when I was young Paramedics couldn't find his tongue when I started totin' my heat to call a G My family was deep but wasn't goin' in that with me
after Mr. Martin's class [Incomprehensible] and me Straight to Barret I was worried 'bout the trulency, please Got paid for them old puttin' in work Like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, and herbs
Even though the times was I didn't no man but God You lookin' at New Orleans crime 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 is Juve, the great
Mama her son was really doin' it tight I was the one out here not doin' it right Until she found my stash, she couldn't all the weed she found it must've been a half a pound
I was thirteen then when Yoga was caddillac'n it My campaign was let a lil' get a crack at it Far a gangsta but was learnin' a lot Ain't just be the one that the pot
After the of the clock I started bankin' on the low with the dope Got slugged up so hoes'll me mo' Tee's, and Girbauds I had a few [Incomprehensible] to write Regular shit the average niggaz go through in life
to be a lil gorilla, and more day killas [Incomprehensible] and we I know they'll flip ya I away from them cats who didn't communicate well 'Cause them was them that would've had me in jail
Even though the was hard I fear no man but God You lookin' at New Orleans 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 on my back Me and my infact, I kept my money intact I mad my real 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 was poppin' up in some shit too Wasn't no cans off googlin' no more It was either cry like a or go sell it and score
My first 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 guns and coke I made a vow to myself that I would go broke Do I gotta do to eat I probably can't no sports but I can work these streets
Even though the was hard I fear no man but God You lookin' at New crime rate up in the place, soulja's 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