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Remember the days where I'd rock my set, Reppin' blue in my Kathmandu
I was never runnin' but I was never scared, Gettin' rushed for shit I had to prove
Homie's paranoid, so he kept his shit tucked, Sellin' bags at school just to make a quick
buck, He didn't give a f*ck, and when shit's about

to bust, he didn't run, He put the fist up, shankes out pop a hottie
Watch this blade enter your body, ayy, Catch me in the alley, no worries
When they ask what happened, I'm sorry, yeah, I'm sorry, yeah
Pop a hottie, Watch this blade enter your body, ayy

Catch me in the alley, no worries, When they ask what happened, I'm sorry, yeah
I'm sorry, yeah, They're not good enough
They're not good enough, These wack-ass rappers aren't good enough
Had to make my own music just to show them out

Drugged out mumble mouths, What the f*ck they know about
Hip hop culture, Hip hop vultures
Scabs of the industry, Say they're from the streets
But they can't keep that energy, big bitch made her my remedy

Big dog with the recipe, Remember the day my homie took his last breath
Was overseas and I couldn't even see, My brother laid to rest
On his fuckin' deathbed, Thinking back to when we was young and ayy
Yeah he was paranoid, and he kept that shit tucked

Sellin' bags at school just to make a quick buck, He didn't give a f*ck
And when shit's about to bust, he didn't run, He put his fist up, shanked south pop a hottie
Watch this blade enter your body ayy, Catch me in the alley no worries
When they ask what happened I'm sorry yeah, I'm sorry yeah

Pop a hottie, Watch this blade enter your body ayy
Catch me in the alley no worries, When they ask what happened I'm sorry yeah
I'm sorry yeah, Those were the days bruv
Those were the days cuz, If we were running we would run straight into the danger

Never fleeing the scene, We were frontline rangers
When it comes to the hustle brother, I'm no stranger
Lost good people to the rocks, Watch my cousin almost end his own plot
Wear the wrong color and you might get got ayy, Yeah you might get got ayy

Remember the days where I'd rock my set, Reppin' blue in my cap
Man dude I was never running, brother was never scared
Gettin' rushed for shit, I had to prove I was paranoid
So he kept that shit tucked, Sellin' bags at school just to make a quick buck

He didn't give a f*ck, And when shit's about to bust
You put the fist up, Shanks out, Pop a hot'd
Watch his blade enter your body ayy, Catch me in the alley no worries
When they ask what happened I'm sorry yeah, I'm sorry yeah

Papa Hoti, Watch his blade enter your body ayy
Catch me in the alley no worries, When they ask what happened I'm sorry yeah
I'm sorry yeah
Papa Hoti, Watch his blade enter your body ayy

Catch me in the alley no worries, When they ask what happened I'm sorry yeah
I'm sorry yeah, Pop a hot'd.

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