Exile to Extacy

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Been a badass kid since I was in some Diapers I hit the 5 yard, all my Neighbors they were
Lifers, for years I was living with Lions and tigers, so f*ck a record Deal, I'm too real
Only rappin for a couple years, then I'm trying to chill, cause the last time I signed a deal
It was with the state, first plea, Bargain came at me with nothing Less than 8, court appointed

Lawyer told him get the f*ck up out My face, my daddy killed a couple People, now he doing all
Day, shit crazy when you live in that Reality, on the yard I was chilling With one of the OG's
He looked around said, this is all I'm Ever gonna see, and it hurt me to my Chest
Now I'm rolling down Thomas Road Smokin on the best, they call me Murda, cause I'm so fuckin

West, shooters in my whip, don't Approach me too quick, we pop a Clip and leave you slump
Always reppin where I'm from, in The hood, in the slum, all this heat Like a Phoenix Sun
My name buzzin in these streets, Now they hear me comin, went Through so much pain
Now my new life I'm lovin, I was Livin in a cell, now I'm livin very Well

Let her cuff me like a cop for one Night, then I'm makin bail, as I hop Back to the
Vale, hot bed of clientele, tick tock Another sale, can't stop clockin all My mail, in that
West, PHX, when you wrap a hunnit Pounds you break a little sweat, sellin Jerseys, doin verses
Trying to break these family curses, Now I'm coming up and they like, F*ck that homie Murda

But my new life I relish, daughter Told me last week, mama really Jealous, my intentions never
Malice, I'm just vibin in the booth, Thinkin of my homies in the pen still Drinkin hooch
That was 10 months ago, workin Now and shootin hoops, take a look Now, just don't fucking hate
Glock 28, spray, where these haters Populate, 38, special, keep all day, Stay trappin

Dollars generate, surgeon with the Mic, AK on oscillate, left to right, Spray the crowd
When the opposition congregate, She wanna down,vato hood Credentials and tattoos up on
His face, bitches wanna f*ck, just Because I serenade and push weight, That's right
MaryVale raised I'm the hook, not The bait, PO said I can't leave the Fuckin state, I'm a felon so I

Can't even vote, Cadillac on a Hundred spoke, all my homie Aces, And you got a whole gang full of
Jokes, I did my time, now its about What I say inside my rhyme, rap About the pen a lot, but I'm
Tryna take it out my mind, can't Even f*ck with you, if you never Shot a nine or sold a block
Or a kilo or popped a Glock, so try And top it, and tell me what's Hanninin and I keep it poppin

Always got my hood crackin, man I'm nothing nice, I fucked her five Times but I only seen
Her twice, now I'm shootin dice, my Number ten, watch me roll a double Five, I'm breaking all
These lames, my lifes about to Change, I tighten up my Nikes cause I'm runnin through this rap
Game, and I just let my nuts hang, Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

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