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I come from a city where a lot of us don't make it Not because we sorry, but our dreams we're scared to chase it And niggas sing your songs, but when they see you mug and hatred And ain't nobody fakin', throwin' guns for their city Yeah yeah, shit's so f*cked up Young project nigga I'm just tryin'a get my bucks up They got me f*cked up Own people tryin'a take me out, before I make it out, yeah They wanna see you do good but never better than them Can't put your trust in these niggas, no, no And there ain't no new friends I'm with my bros to the end and I'm talkin' 10 years or better so We on a mission, got to get it, seen a lot of thousands, now I need millions I'm on a whole another vibe, ridin' hard I'm just livin' my life Sacrificing, put the love to the side, for the money, go hard every night A lot of these niggas be mad, ‘cause they ain't in your situation A lot of these niggas ain't real, it's a whole lot of favors My hand gettin' this bag, had the same chances ain't take them And nobody gave me a lane, shit, I had to create one You niggas like Tyson, swagger jackin' doin' whole lot of bitin' I know that you're feelin' my sound With the wordplay I'm one of the nicest Ain't too many niggas like me Ain't too many niggas like me I'm on a paper route, young nigga got to make it out I come from a city where a lot of us don't make it Not because we sorry, but our dreams we're scared to chase it And niggas sing your songs, but when they see you mug and hatred And ain't nobody fakin', throwin' guns for their city Yeah yeah, shit's so f*cked up Young project nigga I'm just tryin'a get my bucks up They got me f*cked up Own people tryin'a take me out, before I make it out, yeah They do a lot of pretendin', they don't wanna see you winnin' Two years later you progressin', they still stuck at beginnings A lot of these niggas be trippin', sneak dissin' over bitches Acting hard but ain't with it, fall on their mans and be snitchin' Still swag on their ass, got a bag on their ass I don't really like to brag, know I make a nigga mad It's a shame baby hatin', you see the looks up on their faces When you winnin' they ain't clappin', some of your friends distractions Do a whole lot of askin', when it's time gear they be crabbin' They just mad I'm from the same city And you out here makin' moves and they still bullshittin', yeah I'm from a city where a lot of us don't make it Got to keep that iron cocked, it ain't no safety Rockin' shades to hide the pain, I'm still doin' my thang I'm on a paper route, young nigga got to make it out I come from a city where a lot of us don't make it Not because we sorry, but our dreams we're scared to chase it And niggas sing your songs, but when they see you mug and hatred And ain't nobody fakin', throwin' guns for their city Yeah yeah, shit's so f*cked up Young project nigga I'm just tryin'a get my bucks up They got me f*cked up Own people tryin'a take me out, before I make it out, yeah
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