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In the cut Homie never gave a f**k 17 rollin' blunts Bumpin' Three 6 missing lunch They stabbed my cousin in the gut Mamas crying, bullets dumped Out the window of my favorite ride Homicide, smellin' Gaithersburg b*t*hes snapping like they terrapin Lookin' so arrogant Looking at my favorite rapper wanna be there with him Tired of being down and out Money in the drought Look at my bank account They jump me every time I'm walking Now you know I look around PTSD, f**kin' with me I ain't leave the crib, f**k a GED My mama needed E We smoke all up in the streets Now I really think, Money Trees Just like EBT, they was stressing every day But still got on Louis V Drown my sorrows with this beat Now I see, hella shells burn all up in my sleep What you mean, life been hella mean Had me praying on my knees for moments they ain't even believe They ain't even believe Uh, open my book rip it up with the pen Then open my mind and get at it again I really do not know where to begin My mind is always on my kin My creativity on ten Was never raised with silver spoon But my mental state make it bend What do you mean, now come again Out of this world like fourth dimen So much more than mortal men sh*t is over, sh*t is fin I'm in the booth like I have sinned I'm living it up, I'm living my life, I don't give a f**k When I was 16 I got snap, PTSD left me corrupt I didn't leave the house until I hit the west coast like Kurupt Boy what's up .45 on tuck, shawty in the truck f**k around we blow your brains out Leave your body in the trunk My mentality was f**ked Cause I was stuck, cause I was damned And I just wanted to be the man Now I am, yes I am Cause I was myself But the price to pay was mental health Ego on the shelf Never be afraid to ask for help And no matter what people say when they do it, remain yourself Uh What's my name, what's my game Pimpin' with no cane Yes I jump up on the track And me and Silas run a train f**k the fame, just me and my gang Me and my gang I release music, why? Cause it, release the pain I release a track it release serotonin in my brain Feeling godly, music for the whip Car tunes, fairly oddly, It's Bobby Being me and no-one else No matter what the f**k they say I'm always me and no-one else, yah
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