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Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob
Money, Attitude, Direction, and
Some shit
about my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin'
Thinkin' I've changed, niggaz
Where we go

I'm that two-bedroom apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that building, yeah, they say it started me
I'm new to it but consider me
Seen it all happen, ain't what was done
But, all I was the fly kicks, fly shit
Little nigga but still a fly bitch
And back then it was love in the
Knuckle up with ya dog and it, it's all good

Now, I'm in the crib rippin' up to go to war 'em
Same little niggaz I used to from the store with 'em
I go and get 'em from
to take the same bus, same train back then we was cool
I broke bread at with 'em
And if mom's left me two singles, then you know
I'm splittin' one 'em, we cut school in the building I lived in
One higher, smokin' and gettin' higher

Damn, think of age, now we up north
It was like yesterday we was sports
Went from flippin' on mats now he in the box
Locked hours up a day, he in the max
Ain't no lookin' back this life goes on
We was kids didn't care about the and wrongs
But, judged us the ghetto loved us
Streets, the only thing ever took something from us

I a couple friends
But I promised and prayed that if I make it, see 'em again
I admit, I was wild as a
And my mom's aint like of my friends who use to call me Ismhael
My brother stayed on punishment, found out he hustle and
Found couple jacks, her plan she of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the I swore, never change
My brother a 'cause, I came up to do the same

all about my days
This is all my nights
This is all about my
This is all about my

This is all my days
This is all my nights
This is all about my
is all about my life

I got my first work, about the age of
My brother fighting a case his was fourteen
Me, still hustlin', school not
My clothes started changin', the money started
My right hand was owing every hoe we
She us through the ghetto every hood we know, yeah
He put me on on that traffic, though the money was
I aint care I learned how to handle that

Then, a dropped, O locked for minute
The squad it never died, I was left to it
a nigga out his crib his name I aint gon' mention it
Know hit home, I know this nigga listenin'
'Cause we was tighter than where did the love go
I called your mother my dog, I let the love show
This was to be us
You was supposed to have the verse dog
This was to be us

And, you know I taught you the streets, you to pitch in
I gave you that gear got you all the
I never you ever cross me dog
If back me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see exactly where we went
I spin through the hood and I see him, I keep it goin'
Now the ghetto lookin' at me I changed
But, I'm still that regular nigga I'm still the

It's all my days
is all about my nights
This is all my pain
This is all about my

This is all about my
is all about my nights
This is all about my
This is all about my