I grew up with niggas goin' through shit in the hood
That lost a brother, nigga
That got no father, all we only got each other, nigga
That's why I stay up on my grind, no time for no clownin', nigga
Thank God I made it off the streets, I think I'm too blessed
And when I walk around the city, bulletproof vest
'Cause I can't trust the streets, my brother Tay just got left
Boy, I can't wait to get my niggas out the projects
Said, on my mom, 'member days that we was robbin'
Get the whole gang designer, ayy
'Cause I know they some riders, ayy
Niggas is fake and liars, ayy
They get the bread then try it, ayy
'Member when I was tryna get rich, boy, I used to dream
Now I got 22 mill in my bank account
Damn, Smooky a G
Pull up and skate, I'm in a Wraith
I keep the 30 in case
Niggas they talk, niggas they fake
They needa get out my face
I grew up with niggas goin' through shit in the hood
That lost a brother, nigga
That got no father, all we only got each other, nigga
That's why I stay up on my guap, no time for no clownin', nigga
Thank God I made it off the streets, I think I'm too blessed
And when I walk around the city, bulletproof vest
'Cause I can't trust the streets, my brother Tay just got left
Boy, I can't wait to get my niggas out the projects
Said, on my mom, 'member days that we was robbin'
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