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So much shit been going on bruh Niggas really lame I had to step back for a lil bit man, had to recoup Rekindle and shit, these niggas wild Let me kick this shit up Uh, uh (Yuh) I was seven when I wrote my first rhyme My grandma always knew I'd fly, she said it's bout damn time Seen hella shit them couple years that caught me by surprise But that shit too deep to go in detail I gotta summarize So I'm bout seven, it's 2005 A year before 2004, my momma's soul arise I never knew about her cancer and I ain't wanna cry I felt like I was gonna see her again, each day I ain't wanna cry And honestly we came the best way, product of my environment 1st generation African Americans niggas was built to be vibrant My whole damn fam rebellious a nigga don't wanna try I been having to keep my head straight I ain't wanna die, ain't going to trial Fast forward, 07' I started slip and sliding I link with gang half my cousins bang we hit the streets, I said fuck assignments I knew back then and I know now can't do no realignment I knew since park hill top floor I had to be on top I was nine when I blew my first nine Or prolly eight either way uncle taught me how to grip that fire Tell em' duck nigga, I know that boy don't wanna die I ain't playing with these fuck niggas, I got precision now All these hoes been in line They don't wanna trip 'cause they know I got them digits now I been on my shit, tell 'em KO is a business now, we gone hit that finish line And I been still popping pills, and I'm still sipping Wok I'm still the same nigga You the one that changed nigga I been doing my thang for the change not the fame nigga I could give a fuck 'bout a pussy or a lame nigga Huh, tell that boy he can stay up in his lane 'cause he flexing Nowadays niggas flexing Who you testing Huh? Where I'm from you lame, if you can't get no section Huh? If that bitch try to stain I get the best in Huh? Shorty trying to leave, we gone hit the West End And it's KOE, you know he the best with it I don't gotta grip a heat I don't ever take defeat, I don't gotta grip a heat God is my protection But we still got pole, it's a blessing Ou, yeah we blessed and they just can't resist it They cannot help but to listen Niggas be wondering how I be eating in GCO when I am so distant I'll flip a bag in a instant Anything to get this dough though Shout out my cuz in cloud flipping birds Know that he fly like a Dodo
Writer(s): Edwin Keita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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