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Yeah, I just shot a video in Yonkers nigga, crazy, huh?
And I grew up that motherfucking D-Block
Styles P, you know I get
motherfucking Jada, look

Damn, life against the
Finally got a plug, lost the feds, he got
Damn, since I running with the mob
Ain't but drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you loved locked behind bars
I was hustling in the day, moves in the dark
Nigga you ain't got a 'bout me, I swear to God
say I'm real and they say I'm humble
Get money out the hood where I'm most
Play with me and I'mma go
Shot a video in the middle of
niggas, what's up?

Know my pops Memphis
I used to go out every summer as a kid, know what I mean?
Ride around listening to the O'Jays and

Only thing I Pools to do is loop the beat
I came back Adrien Peterson
wanted to smoke dust so I brought them leaders in
See you at the crossroads that's if we meet again
School lets out, a lot of shit you never know
Sitting on the mother-load these telling though
Fell back I can't be around y'all
Praying for my downfall', downfall
you wonder why I be around ball players
Cause these niggas doing the Feds favors
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside where the is, salute North Memphis

They hollering D-Block on these
10 of mid green in my weed spot
I had a brick in a half in the
Got on a seat watching for speed clocks
You see a block you know you gotta detour
35 in the drought for a
I'm getting on the east shout to B-more
Get haters out my view so I can see more
Clearly, clearly nigga's not the one they say they is
It's clearly they not 'bout that life they say they live
I ain't a rapping nigga I speak real life
I beat a case I was facing 10 to life
I'm a if I die tonight
off this rap shit one off the white
Me and Kiss did epic shit
And to you niggas this some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, hollering CMG, when they see them G's
'Cause they see them pounds and they see keys
And they see this ice and they see V's
But the squeeze on S-I-T-E
I use to dream on having one key of white
Now I have a whole trailer you can see tonight
If he try some I got two Glocks for'em
My man's to come home I got a shoe box for him
Youngin' me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him work and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i owe nobody nothing
Few things I love that's my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift tears sweating to blood,
Me and and some hood shit
Amigos just hit me said he got good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too real