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polluted with drugs
Salute 'em with thugs
We used to
Sleep on a rug
A momma never said she loved
Or hugged us
It's just us, me and my two sisters
I'm too

I remember nights when it came off the waist
They gon' let it spray on the face, no paint
Forget about things, I've seen, I can't
Seen it all young

and all these niggas I ain't meant for this shit it just grew on me
They don't like me cause I'm too honest
Fuck it let's see what they do about it
I see

the game then expect to get chosen
By me!
Cuz we not just knee deep
We totally deep
With hickies on my chest
And skeets on the sheets
And if I told ya I want

flex for no reason 
It just hit me I’m geeking 
Hoodie on it’s that season 
Reachin I’m teaching 

I made friends with my demons
Daily visit when I’m

a handout, I'd rather do all This shit by my doley
I cut that one bitch off, I'm tryna get bread, I Could never let her hold me
N****s see me blowin' up,

wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt

when we stood under this tree
Like the world slowed down and it was just you and me
I was stunned into silence by the beauty I saw
We were young back

I done did so much shit in my past that I can’t talk about but, just know I done did what I did.

Grandma be telling me go get some rest, but I can’t

twisted history
Lost languages culture mystery
Cos my skin is dark they try diss me
I'm in danger might shoot or hit me
Seen as a threat, King Kong

of my tactic
I really don't care I don't need yo opinion
I'm independent
Fuck up the industry call me a menace
I roll up a blunt, time to go hit it
I

feeling that you get when you listen to breakdown by young j Cole
Now I'm Breezy with my bro
It's getting Crazy on the road it's looking like a rodeo

tell me none (Fuck 12)
Pops got incarcerated when I was very young (Like 12)
That should've told me some (Damn)
But now I'm 21 still living by the gun

Haven't seen you since school
I grew up cool
Old and wise but still a young hearted fool
Stupid of me not to listen to cupid
I couldn't pull the trigger
Was

in life
Rather roll the dice is dead or prison
We destroying life 
Like this ain't designed by a system. Listen! 
They put me here to tell you this
How

Gumbo

JT the Bigga Figga

Best of the Rompalation

2005

so 

We hit the strip from San Jose, to Vallejo 

Make more scrilla by the mouth piece 

Non-talking niggas don't know shit about me 

Ignore

I'm from where them young niggas ain't scared of nothing
10 years ago drinking tussy
Nutting off all in public
Drive-bys in broad daylight its

[Money Mike - talking]
Hold up, wait a minute, let me put some pimpin' in it
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps, and hoes, and bitches of all ages
This is

Bagging up your milk, I was tryna milk a bag
Out of every single job walking distance of the pad
Rose as a raff, so they treat me like Jack
And let me go,

my shoes
Lipton life got me feelin right
Drank by the pint at a playa price
One, two, three, fo
How many sips fo the scripts get filled
I'm still

Let me be the one to save you from that bridge you 'bout to fall, off the edge

If I leave right now, I might still have a chance
If I die right now,

them coke ways
When I daydream, sometimes I gots to drink
Close my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again
And when I wake up I'm hit by reality

short my whole life
So I ain't on waiting on nothing, f*** it lets roll the dice
No job, just beats, and a budget mic
I'll be damned if you catch me

to adjust them
Morals guide me, so respect my compass
Like to think that I try my best
But if I can't make that work
An injustice
A disservice
Dereliction