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(Southside on the track, yeah) Tried to dumb me down but I'm too rich to act like I was broke Gucci store, seventy-five hundred on a leather coat Free the bro, yeah, I probably say that sh*t in every song That corner store held me down, I didn't have nowhere else to go We kickin' doors, Brendan had no clothes, his mom was on the dope We switching up, got our hands on a pistol, we started stickin' up Just give it up, he got a bad temper, he be quick to bust My life was rough, we wasn't going to school, we tryna run it up Walk to the bluff, free lil' Jaq and D, can't say that sh*t enough Stolen truck, we got on the chase but we had got away Antonio make it, Lupo caught the case, that sh*t there was cray Marco survived, he got in another Wraith, somebody died I been in the streets since I was nine, for real Think this money got me traumatized, I ain't got no time to chill I know if a b*t*h won't, then my mama will I can't lie, I popped a lot of pills to get me in my mode, but I can't take no more All this pain, I don't know how to feel I was taught if you gon' take it, go on and take it, I don't know how to steal f**k the opps, we gotta kil l Slide back on the same drill Let the stick head out the window, I'ma drive the wheel (Go)
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