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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 what I had no use for schools
I got out of, had no use for the rules
Then all of a I'm shooting at dudes
A nigga make slips of the stupidest move
when it used to be safe
I love Pecknam guess I'm used to the
Talking bout the yes I'm used to the race
Early morning bagging up in a room full of
All for the of the taste
They used to come and see me and it to be laced
Remember when a used to drink Hennessy chased
Now I'm so my Courvoisier's usually straight
A lot of devils in the game but I move the saints
nothing for a nigga to get your movement erased
You a nigga man you can't get that shooter replaced
Every way that you ever thought it ain't
Im outside and its cold out
Thinking how much longer can i 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 closest let the out
I'm out on my own nigga no doubt
But if its on niggas it up and roll out
Christmas niggas wrapping up your house
I back when it used to be hard
Old school days back when we used to be
when it used to be laughs
Bag of weed days back when it to be halves
But a nigga's step up and loosen the past
I'm holding on too tight gotta the grasp
Is he spitting real shit you'll to ask
When fake niggas understand and make stupid remarks
Some niggas even think dumber moving to clark
Like hes portrayed that hes a yute to be crossed
Niggas put on and get used to the mask
its like they get confused and lose where they are
Rolling with my in the car
Hes laughing he holds a balloon in his arms
Thinking to when I used to wipe poo off his arse
For him not to grow up me i'll be schooling his arse
On the road to redemption, too many tasks
I'd like to tell my story but there's too many parts
But anything you to know all you do is just ask
Show him guidance so he don't his chance
Cos growing up got me more wisely
a lot of silly shit to piss of the almighty
So if I got to his heavenly
And I was standing outside do you think he'll me?
All for a of pound
The big spliff in my and a cup of that brown
A .45 and a couple of
To be the niggas well known to make duppies in
The life has its ups and its downs
Even the craziest ain't as tough as he sounds
It's just that fear got him off of the ground
The last he heard that brudda scream now he's stuck with the sound
And you'll never forget it happened
the way it goes down right from ghetto to Clapham
I can't lie I'm that's the pattern
That's why every track you hear is infected with
I the importance
Them mad where I stepped in them Jordans
Thats why every time I open my in the morning
I thank God just for blessing my