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[Intro: Gillie Da

You don't know how I was nigga
You understand
Not at all (North Philly)
Six of us in a two-bedroom
it out

[Verse 1: Gillie Da
I'm just a nigga on a
out a kid lotta ambition
On my birthday got what I wishing for
wasn't there, shit I didn't miss him though
Didn't either it was the norm to us I mean
None of us my friends had either
I was raised by Avenue
We young niggas carry they'll bury you
So at a young age I learned to for mines
Cause, I wasn't gon be that dude
Getting on
Getting with
It happened one
I was like fuck
I to zeddys house got his brother 38
Ran back the corner set them niggas straight
I tell ya from day on
I'm on here sitting sayin he ain't the to be prayed on
Turned 18
I walk up on the corner and none of them niggas stay long
Night kid
I had that cig
And my heart fuckin bigger a lions is
From a city they kill you, you don't mind your biz
Never trust a who asking you what time it is
Understand the rules, that's a jammy
Act a fool I got tool that I plan to use

They don't know I be
They don't what I've done, done
Running the city on a mission tryna get me one
don't know what I've seen
They don't know I come from, from
Running through the on a mission tryna get me one

[Verse 2: Da Kid]
I played the hand I was
I'm a Muslim I give turkeys out on
Wasn't to celebrate the
Just didn't want to see bunch starve that day (Nah)
Doing what my heart me
I ain't know my art that's when God chose me
To do biz
Be the hood
Spokesperson for this shit
I be doing what I'm doing man I live
I be what I'm doing just to feed my kids
I would of thought this rap in this movie biz - Huh?
Whatever accept Gillie Kid
Come from nothing to
Man it took
only get out of it what you put in it
Hustle hard, seven
365 boy man I'm on my job

[Verse 3: T]
Yeah, I got your average rapper story
Came up with both they was clappin for me
High school graduate college course dabbled
Still not a to save a nigga from the savages
Yeah, you could blame it on my blood
How my sold cold crack and heroin
Yeah, my eldest brother a user
Mama still cry but keep faith in loser
God, the hurts but it's my saving grace
Niggas cut they nose off just to their face
Niggas get they up just to dodge a case
I was knockin O's off my Jordan phase
High school a pistol like it's high noon
stash spots like a typhoon
They flood niggas they work like a Monsoon
I weigh coke on that scale in my moms
Push!