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before da first time we laid down in da bed you ain't know da kinna thing dat
Played around in my head I ain't play around wen I said you gun member dis
that’s why on my back i got 33
Scars on me i been through surgery
Steal the show first degree burglary
Know im ahead of you when you approaching me don’t
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
time to be a killer
Blood in my eyes
First degree keep the Ruger on my side
Let this money kill my pride
I'm the God of homicides
Pussy boy wanna die
I
the field
Feet in the dirt
Heart poking outta my shirt
Nat Turner or burner
I aim at a purp
We killing noise
Sickem boy
Illinois
Ye off the meds
You sound
on the street
Bet I keep it by my belt
Even tuck it while I'm in bed
In case I'm shooting in my dreams
Catching bodies, Catching Zzz's
This hating shit never
my problems by getting crossed in college
But what the hell you do with a BFA
Broadway, no way, still owing 60k
But I pray for the day I can be in
was inspired by all of my friends
To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up (wassup?)
Cocaine
'm the coach i start me
I don't stunt cause that would stunt my growth
I quit blunts in 2012 wasn't cause my throat
Medic said don't panic you're manic cause
Yea
Mhhhhm
Wow
Mhhhhm
Yea
Mhhhhm
Mhhhhm
On November 28 my mom gave birth to me
Cold hearted out the womb I'm talking first degree
Ain't no love left
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
these grown niggas
I had millions in my view, but I was blinded by the kool
If you wanna get a lambo then you gotta go to school
Drinking this Kool-Aid
so 3rd degree's how bad it was burning me
But maybe being a smarty pants ain't in my genes purposefully
I got to be reminded when God made me he was
as long as I have you by my side
Something ever happens to me, just know for you I always tried
Your dad will always love you he'll always be with you in
dreams
Success is in my reality see
How i put in work
Its only right i succeed
Chorus:
I try to do my best
With every breathe that i breath
Its
a motherfucking bomb
I do damage with a nine in my hand
But the average nigga that don't know me don't understand
I'm from the streets, so therefore
You know I
on
To everybody else
Sit back, strap in, kick ya feet up
Let me take you on a little journey
First, let me introduce myself
Wrote my first verse
I was bout 10
’m so grateful!
Thank you so much for all the support
I never could have done this without you in my corner and
I remember being on my last resort
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
God blew my mind
Fell in love wit her first night the first time
Ask how she doing then told she her she fine
Usually make niggas wait well i'm skipping
Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'
Word up I got shit to do you
unless you go…
Believe it or not,
The cream of the crop giving it all that I got im just securing my spot,
You ain't hotter than me not even by a degree,
I
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
a motherfucking bomb
I do damage with a nine in my hand
But the average nigga that don't know me don't understand
I'm from the streets, so therefore
You know I
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