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[Intro: Gillie Da

You don't know how I was nigga
You wouldn't
Not at all (North Philly)
Six of us in a apartment
it out

[Verse 1: Gillie Da
I'm a nigga on a mission
Started out a kid lotta
On my birthday got what I wishing for
Daddy wasn't there, shit I didn't miss him
blame either it was the norm to us I mean
None of us my friends had either
I was raised by Erie
We young carry burners they'll bury you
So at a young age I to fight for mines
Cause, I wasn't gon be that scary
picked on
Getting fucked
It happened one
I was like this
I to zeddys house got his brother 38
Ran back around the corner set 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 would up on the corner and none of them niggas stay long
Night kid
I had iron cig
And my heart fuckin bigger than a is
a city where they kill you, you don't mind your biz
Never trust a nigga who you what time it is
Understand the rules, a jammy move
Act a I got this tool that I plan to use

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

[Verse 2: Da Kid]
I played the I was given
I'm a I give turkeys out on thanksgiving
Wasn't to celebrate the
Just want to see bunch families starve that day (Nah)
Doing my heart told me
I ain't really know my art that's God chose me
To do biz
Be the voice
Spokesperson for this shit
I be doing I'm doing man I gotta live
I be doing what I'm doing just to my kids
I would never of this rap in this movie biz - Huh?
Whatever accept Gillie Kid
from nothing to somethin
Man it took
Your only get out of it you put in it
Hustle hard, twenty-four
365 boy man I'm on my job

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