Don't Want to Be Me
King Von
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Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Dope (what?) Von, Von You don't know what the f*ck I been through nigga The f*ck I done lost Huh? What? You don't wanna be me (nah) Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (nah, huh?) You don't wanna be me (nah) Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (uh-huh) It was hard in the streets (it was hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (huh? What?) It be hard in the streets (it was hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (damn, damn, damn) You don't wanna be me (uh-uh) Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (nah, what?) You don't wanna be me (uh-uh) Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (hm, hm) It was hard in the streets (it be hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (huh? What?) It be hard in the streets (it was hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (damn, damn, damn) It was hard just to make it (what?) Real shit, ain't scared, no fake shit (Uh-uh) Grew up sellin' yay from my basement (what?) Then we moved to Parkway, it was gated (damn, damn) I'm like, "Damn, where we stayin'?" (What? Huh?) First night, gunshots, they ain't playin' Had to sleep on the floor, we was on the first floor (boom, boom, boom) But stay away from that window (boom, boom, boom) See, this where it started (yeah, yeah) Three floors, eight floors, them apartments (yeah) Section 8, baby mamas and toddlers (huh?) Killers, rapers and robbers (damn) See, I adapt to that shit, though I had to fight everyday, I was still new (I was new) They ain't know me, we ain't go to the same school (same school) Prolly mad 'cause I always had on new shoes (damn, damn) See, that's what that crack do (yeah) Stepdad sellin' drugs in the trap too (yeah, huh?) Used to have his own place in the house too Grandma used to say he was bad news, huh? (damn, damn) F*ck that, I'm in high school (I'm in high school) Hyde Park, food fights in the lunch room (in them lunch room) Got jumped on the bus one time too (what? What?) Same day, Jovi came up to the school too (damn, damn) Then shots got to ringin' (Boom, boom) Caught Joey in the act, Gucci leaked him (boom, boom) He got hit in the side but he breathin' (damn) Police right there, he was tweakin' (damn) But this I started (yeah) You don't wanna be me, I'm retarded Locked up, sixteen for a robbery (ehat?) Mama, come see me, I'm sorry, please (yeah) You don't wanna be me All the shit I'd done in the streets (huh?) All the shit I done lost, I done turned myself a boss Can't believe I lost little boss T, damn You don't wanna be me Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me, nah You don't wanna be me Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me It was hard in the streets (it was hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me It be hard in the streets (it be hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me Now life got different I done did my time, I'm chillin' 2012 if you wanna be 'pecific I lost O and Petun', they killed me See, that's change in the plans now All that shit I said in jail ain't the plan now Gotta get my hands dirty, pull that mask out Get caught by King Von, boy, you assed out See, I'm tweakin' again Lost Jarrod, I can't see him again Now I'm back out skiin' again I mean slide, ain't no motherfuckin' hidin' now Nines, .40s, extensions Keep it movin' if you not the victim mind your business, we don't need no witness Heard you got you a son, 'boutta kiss 'em, huh 'Cause shit'd get crazy He get caught and he say that you made 'em Bullet holes in his mouth, straight face 'em All the thoughts in his head, just erase 'em Now back to the basics Back booked, eight months, that's crazy .45 Glock on me, no safety Police hopped out, then chased me I got caught, I was tweakin' Back in jail with a celly, he stinkin' Cannot tell me, "F*ck them hoes," they freakin' God put you back in here for a reason You don't wanna be me (nah) Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me, nah You don't wanna be me Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (uh-huh) It was hard in the streets (it be hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (what? Huh?) It be hard in the streets (it be hard) Growin' up, it's either him or it's me Back at it again Took some time, now I'm back out the pen' Lost my brothers L-A and J-Money House arrest and I'm totin' the Sig Yeah, I'm on the ban Spin that block if you miss him again Run up, hit his chest and his head Roll 'em up, now we smokin' the dead C4 team was bussin' Leave him there, don't touch him, he gushin' He was tough, he got shot, he pussy Ambulance couldn't make it, he cushy, damn Now I'm back on my dummy Investigation room, this is not funny I'm not hungry, you keep your bologna Let me out 'cause they ain't got shit on me, huh? Now me and Vernie slide Got a bitch in the car, she just drivin' We hopped out, we was blastin' and wildin' Guns so loud we ain't hearin' the sirens But twelve'nem was comin' We ain't talkin', no time for discussion Took the case, man, that bitch was a hunnid Until she fucked on the opp, now she nothin' Damn Damn, damn, damn You don't wanna be me That nigga be bussin' All the shit that I did in these streets Nigga, I probably can't get no peace Can't even go to sleep Catch a nigga, put his ass to sleep, what? Huh? Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me
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