Correction Paroles Use To Em par Kur

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Is what it is
Was what it was

In 0 ‘10 I went to del state every weekend (yeah)
Bro built a stu inside his dorm and I was tweakin’ (real talk)
Me him and Manna writing raps we tryna reach it (is that right)
Smoking one i’m thinking back i’m tryna piece it together ‘cause it’s uneven (yeah)
Some say I handle some sh*t bad I got my reasons (some say)
Some say i’m right where i’m at ‘cause I ain’t leaving (damn)
Some say that knives in your back be from your people (oh really?)
Some say that money is the root of evil
Cops used to go to schools like the guys Kur be with is out here shooting people can’t perform ‘cause he ain’t peaceful (Damn)
Get through storms then it’s beaches, should I buy or lease it? (Should I?)
Thinking bigger ‘cause I used to wanna Grand Markese it (I did)
Look at life different when you travel, when you see sh*t
All the city b*t*hes (yeah)

I done got used to em (real talk)
Never thought that I would get used to ‘em
Certain sh*t come with the crown, It was ups and it was downs, but I got used to ‘em (yeah, yeah)
I got used to ‘em (seven nine)
Certain n***as ain’t around look how sh*t turned around they wasn’t used to it, but I got used to it
I’m from Vernon yeah uptown imma hold this sh*t down, so get used to it (hold this sh*t down)
So get used to it (so get used to it)

Straight out of hell’s kitchen
We in the car i’m ‘bout to roll she like that smell different (okay)
Started with scales pitching, started at failed missions (real talk)
I’m on the 9 I kept a strobe because I held biscuits (go ask)
Yeah overtime you learn to watch what you tell b*t*hes (yeah)
I’m in the hills I caught a vibe but my cell tripping (damn)
They say they sent it you ain’t get it now your mail missing
My b*t*h want Chanel Christian, this for Bell I miss him (it is for Bell)
My Uncles up the L tripping, he took L’s listen
(real talk)
He took L’s, he so sad that his kidneys failed (damn)
Don spared talmbout oh he gotta sit in jail
I took the stairs it might take longer, so just wish me well (feel me?)
Was with my peers we on the corner trapping off the cell (ew)
Now I wake up in the morning drunken shake’s kale (ew)
If my homies got a bail then they making bail (c’mon)
It’s not a sprint, it’s a marathon, so pace yourself
And I paced myself

(Get used to it
Used to it)

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