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Yo We was young, but we grown We was dumb, but we know Run it up, it's on the floor Don't put your feelings in yo business, shit ain't personal Tell him watch his mouth, he start to curse at four I said she can't get no dick, she start to curse at 4 Bitch ain't never get no double CC purse before Ayy, I pull up to the plug house and get my Percs and go They was all scared to rap inside this bitch, I'm first to go He play with 4 then he the first to go He not too young to understand 'cause when that shit all hit the fan You better take that like a man Made your bed, you better lay in that Stand here for 'bout twenty minutes, tell him play it back Now they say they don't wanna testify, I think I know why Open my hand, receive my blessing, just fall in from the sky I was young asking questions, used to wonder why Draco clap for that comedian, he was a funny guy It was tears in my eyes, know I cried Cousin died, brother died, other brother died, it's not threes its fives Gunshots got me traumatized, they watching out for my demise Shit go off, them war cries (grrat) He didn't hesitate to make it clap, I just pray we make it back Way too real, no faking that Purple dark and yellow bitches in my Laker hat You up that shit you better shoot it, I might take a strap Won't tolerate no disrespect, it's that You see his line is flat It's Columbine part two, they not expecting that You come in the apartments, I was in the back Me and Mil, Lil' Bear and Mack Ms. Tammy died, the hood felt it, she wasn't coming back Grandpa died, I damn near melted, I wasn't there for that Can't stand for war, I'm 'bout to say go get a chair for that Folks 'nem said he was my brother, then he turned his back Ain't need no nigga to swing no cutter, I was doing that Thanksgiving dinner for my mother, I picked dude over my brother Free tickets where my sister paid, it's too much, must think I'm a runner Big ol' boss before that money came, there won't be another Tried to give that boy the C4 frame, went back to the gutter You want him to be just like me, you want him to diss me too My lil' bitch said she a Pisces, and she wetter than a pool And they said I wouldn't be shit because I was failing back in school They took Anthony, but they didn't take his chain, so what I do? Dropped out, got a pack, hit the block Made it back, clocked out, clocked in, I ain't clocked out yet Ducks all in a row, check, swear they think I wrote that Rap this shit, don't hold back, kind of like therapy Ungrateful, they using me, but they all scared of me When I get mad, they blame my anger on my medicine These Perc 15s ain't do it, Adderall ain't do it I know that this Exstacy ain't do it, you sure the weed ain't do it? We so young, but they don't understand me Tried to take something, he dumb, killed him for my family Bitches say she can't stand me, told the police, unhand me I put him on the damn tee (4)
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