Uh, uh, uh I took my first break in I tell the story like when [Incomprehensible] was alive Didn't do shit with my without makin' 'em mad get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad
He took me there where the killas be Across the court from Mileton Clarion and Wilistry We shot ball on crates tryna get paid by all snatchin' purses by Wall Greens
Seen Titey get hit up in the when I was young Paramedics couldn't find 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. Martin's class and me Straight to Barret I was worried 'bout the trulency, please Got for them old timers puttin' in work Like Mr. Frank he fruit, watermelons and herbs
Even the times was hard I fear no man but God You at New Orleans crime rate Right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the
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Mama thought her son was really it tight When I was the one out not doin' it right Until she found my stash, she believe all the weed she found Shit it must've a half a pound
I was thirteen then back when was caddillac'n it My campaign was let a lil' nigga get a at it Far a gangsta but was learnin' a lot Ain't just be the one that 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, Reeboks and 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 and we ball I know they'll flip ya I away from them cats who didn't communicate well 'Cause them was them niggaz that had me in jail
though the times was hard I fear no man but God You lookin' at New crime rate Right up in the place, soulja's this is Juve the great
Juve, the Juve, the Juve, the is Juve, the great
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At I carried a lot of weight on my back Me and my infact, I kept my money intact I mad my real power moves as Juv' got one Headed straight to the counter nigga who got guns?
my people Bobby and survival 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 bitch or go sell it and
My first case my respect in the worst way Couldn't me shit when I was hungry and thirsty Have a way out his religion ya heard me I guess it's punishment to who and was worthy
since I learned about guns and coke I made a vow to myself that I would go broke Do what I do to eat I probably can't play no sports but I can work streets
Even though the was hard I fear no man but God You at New Orleans crime rate Right up in the place, soulja's this is Juve the great
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