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A big city, baby, time to bend on shit
Y'all people understand that shit is real out here
I'ma tell y'all a story, now story didn't happen too long ago
And it wasn't that far away, about some real niggas
doin' real things aight, so let me get to the first page
And I'll break it down this, chapter one

I was a young child, lost, went to church on
a narrow road that lead me to gun play
I was a good boy my mommy
Looked up to OG's like Querto, Phil, and Donny

Felt good as a young nigga, comin' from school
Gettin' from them neighborhood drug dealers
Wrote change, Seville's
But spoke real was a tradition,

That was the first chapter, passin' stages
But the is wider and its a lot more pages
The game changed, got foul
And the little church boy is buck wild

wit my homeboys from three three nine
And one five four five, four fives
I dreams of being a rap dude
But I the streets too well so I pack tools

I a lot of loved ones to these streets
And lost a lot of loved ones beef
That to show these streets haunt ya
Look what society now, a monsta

My day and age was a role
It's when a slug take a niggas
(Slug a niggas soul)
Follow your dreams and follow your
who knows what the future holds?
(Who knows what the holds?)

Our man and was left cold
a slug took the niggas soul
(Slug the niggas soul)
Follow your and follow your goals
'Cause who what your future holds
(This is what your holds)

I wish somebody would a hand
So they could see how I fell
I'm on an emotional roller coaster ride, nothing to
A long time ago I set my pride

And used my as a ghetto guide, a few good men died
wept stood beside me so I could smooth
Out the road for those that come me
You know you can find me

Out on the back
Grippin' glocks in front of crack spots
It's a hobby and since I was a baby
Thuggin', smokin', drinkin, is how the first family raised me
(He who lives as a gangster, perish in these streets)

I know deep but I still shed tears for my mother
Two years shed been laid to rest
And still some things I need to chisel off my
My remedy for stress, I conversate wit my oldest

Ten after his death, I know there's nothin' left
So I'm forced to a deep breath before I attempt
To take another step, a lot of slept
A lot of brothas was left cold in the and told
This is your future holds

My day and age was a role
It's when a slug a niggas soul
(Slug take a soul)
Follow your and follow your goals
who knows what the future holds?
(Who knows the future holds?)

Our man died and was left
Because a slug took the soul
(Slug took the soul)
Follow your dreams and follow goals
'Cause who knows what future holds
(This is what your holds)

So there you it, you see a lot of niggas
Talk about bullshit, about cars, jewels, and money
But in all reality, we all out the same bag of shit
Some of us may see tomorrow, so my niggas
you never, don't you ever forget where you come from
Salute M.O.P. for life,