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[Hook: Lil
when I used to skip school, hit the block instead?
Diaries of a
I used to slang under like "Fuck the feds"
of a knucklehead
And if you out here in streets, you can understand
of a knucklehead
I put my life up on the line cause I love my
Diaries of a

1: Lil Herb]
I used to stand up on that like, "Fuck the feds"
Hustle hard, we was stackin' every we had
In field, 24 but we was duckin' lead
flyin' close range and they was lucky legs
Young niggas, niggas, we ain't listen, had to learn
Killed my homies, now we grievin', the heaters, let 'em burn
Gotta keep it, I know when it's my turn
So I'm through my hood, and I'm grippin' on it firm
Niggas say they kill me, be a man of your word
.40 burst, hit the dirt, call a hearse, get a
And the hood see me lately, I'm like, "Y'all gon' get this work"
Niggas diss about me crazy, all that shit get 'em murked
do that
Found out where you hang out and my shooters come through there
'Member I ain't have no gear, now I can't what to wear
Used to tote them Dillingers, man how'd I get to
Now I'm signin' signatures and fuckin' everywhere

[Verse 2: Earl
And I'm a product of
And got a lot just off the top if it's the of demons
We weed cause I need it, niggas faded and deep
If you need a then you get it, blow an 8th, then I speak
These niggas playin' for keeps, the rain ready to make you go
Muzzle up and shovel up, just your gold in mind
Shoulder cold, he hold the 9, I know your kind
I missed the boat, I understand, in it 'fore the fuckin' cash
Since phones was in, and every bitch would let you cup her ass
But none of was suckin' dick... see now they're suckin' dick
My got the upper hand, cop me a couple grams
Taught me to stuff the Swish, papi just up and
grip on the shit that I'm drownin' in
Can't in my mama's crib without counselin'
Dip in my face, only kicks to the
Let me say you're out, but I know you got it out for me

Diaries of a
of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a
of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead,
Diaries of a knucklehead,
Diaries of a
Diaries of a