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I 'member back I used to get schooled
Talking bout when everyone I used to be cool
round brainless yeah we used to be fools
Grab a chain, pawn shop had no use for the
I knew I wanted had no use for schools
I got kicked out of, had no use for the
Then all of a I'm shooting at dudes
A nigga couldn't slips of the stupidest move
when it used to be safe
I love guess I'm used to the place
Talking bout the trap yes I'm to the race
Early morning bagging up in a room full of
All for the of the taste
used to come and see me and it used to be laced
Remember a nigga used to drink Hennessy chased
Now I'm so stressed my Courvoisier's straight
A lot of devils in the game but I with the saints
There's for a nigga to get your movement erased
You lose a nigga man you get that shooter replaced
Every way that you ever it usually ain't
Im outside and its cold out
how much longer can i hold out
I've had enough and I've said it out my own
I its in for the new, throw the old out
Skeletons in nigga's let the skulls out
I'm out here on my own nigga no
But if its on strap it up and roll out
Christmas niggas wrapping up your whole
I 'member back when it used to be
Old school days when we used to be dawgs
Back when it to be laughs
Bag of weed days back when it to be halves
But a nigga's gotta step up and loosen the
I'm holding on too tight loosen the grasp
Is he spitting real shit stupid to ask
When fake niggas understand and make stupid remarks
niggas even think dumber like moving to clark
Like hes ever portrayed that hes a to be crossed
Niggas put faces on and get to the mask
Then its they get confused and lose where they are
Rolling with my in the car
Hes laughing while he a balloon in his arms
Thinking back to when I to wipe poo off his arse
For him not to grow up like me be schooling his arse
On the to redemption, there's too many tasks
I'd to tell my whole story but there's too many parts
But anything you need to know all you do is ask
Show him guidance so he don't his chance
Cos up got me thinking more wisely
Done a lot of shit to piss of the almighty
So if I got to his heavenly
And I was standing outside do you think invite me?
All for a of pound
The big spliff in my mouth and a cup of that
A .45 and a couple of
To be the niggas well to make duppies in town
The life has its ups and its downs
Even the craziest yute ain't as tough as he
It's just fear factor got him off of the ground
The last thing he heard that brudda scream now he's stuck with the
And you'll never forget that it
That's the way it goes down right from ghetto to
I can't lie I'm that's the pattern
That's why every track you is infected with passion
I accept the
Them mad streets I stepped in them Jordans
Thats why every time I open my in the morning
I thank God for blessing my organs