See all my niggas on the block we stayed outside
And shot the ball at 5 feet tall
Grew up hearing shots from niggas that we saw
They never grew instead grew trees an shit
In mommas living room to make a sale
Always saw them scales but never knew to tell
Cause we was young only like 11 cuzzo in the cell
He in a box me i'm boxing out thinkin i'm lebron
Who woulda thought i would leave the game
And trade in all my socks to spill my heart
Tell about my past them summer days got hot
Carolina care about a f*ckin lot
Feel it in my heart i feel for lesser souls
If you was me you probably fold
Never sell my soul cause god done
Let me know that you can grow get through all the pain
Involved with chasing what you want so ima stack
Put it in the bag and twist it to protect
The earth is sealed feel a feeling that gon
Write my rhymes with tears bitch i been here
I was 14 nigga tryna chase a deal
But what's a deal don't no paper validate the fact i'm real
I gotta kill represent momma worked
So i could spit fear no failure
Never quit we grew from hell
To get to this down for now
But issa better day yeah we gon
Flood our wrists but first a crib
We so hungry now got niggas
In they feels when shit get real
The realer nigga never told he
Stood around yeah i was him
Ain't nobody tell me
Cuz was known around for hittin licks
Had a pole or two never kept it round
When i was there in my eyes he be the
Coolest fam i got i never cared
Get a grip i can't slip on my pimpin yea yea
An i'm something like a roley clock in digits yea yea
Chop the pack just like karate how i kick it yea yea
And i stand for what i said you know i meant it yea yea
Got my shorty on my side she wanna kick it yea yea
And im smoking on exotic i can feel it uh
Man this pack been so good to me
Im movin unusually
I got big nuts so she screw-in me
Just like it's two me
Ain't no deuce of me
Flow be so hot
But im a cool ass p
Pimped your main out for two of these
With my dawgs like stewie g
Cut a nigga in youth it still haunt me
Military minded cause my momma was in army
Hooped for so long it's in my blood to be ballin
Can't be stallin when you switch gears
I'm so high like 6 leers
Reminisce on missed peers
Trapped on and off for 6 years
Highs and lows had fed fears
Send the addy get bells there
I think the mails here
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See all my niggas on the block we stayed outside
And shot the ball at 5 feet tall
Grew up hearing shots from niggas that we saw
They never grew instead grew trees an shit
In mommas living room to make a sale
Always saw them scales but never knew to tell
Cause we was young only like 11 cuzzo in the cell
He in a box me i'm boxing out thinkin i'm lebron
Who woulda thought i would leave the game
And trade in all my socks to spill my heart
Tell about my past them summer days got hot
Carolina care about a f*ckin lot
Feel it in my heart i feel for lesser souls
If you was me you probably fold
Never sell my soul cause god done
Let me know that you can grow get through all the pain
Involved with chasing what you want so ima stack
Put it in the bag and twist it to protect
The earth is sealed feel a feeling that gon
Write my rhymes with tears bitch i been here
I was 14 nigga tryna chase a deal
But what's a deal don't no paper validate the fact i'm real
I gotta kill represent momma worked
So i could spit fear no failure
Never quit we grew from hell
To get to this down for now
But issa better day yeah we gon
Flood our wrists but first a crib
We so hungry now got niggas
In they feels when shit get real
The realer nigga never told he
Stood around yeah i was him
Ain't nobody tell me
Cuz was known around for hittin licks
Had a pole or two never kept it round
When i was there in my eyes he be the
Coolest fam i got i never cared
Get a grip i can't slip on my pimpin yea yea
An i'm something like a roley clock in digits yea yea
Chop the pack just like karate how i kick it yea yea
And i stand for what i said you know i meant it yea yea
Got my shorty on my side she wanna kick it yea yea
And im smoking on exotic i can feel it uh
Man this pack been so good to me
Im movin unusually
I got big nuts so she screw-in me
Just like it's two me
Ain't no deuce of me
Flow be so hot
But im a cool ass p
Pimped your main out for two of these
With my dawgs like stewie g
Cut a nigga in youth it still haunt me
Military minded cause my momma was in army
Hooped for so long it's in my blood to be ballin
Can't be stallin when you switch gears
I'm so high like 6 leers
Reminisce on missed peers
Trapped on and off for 6 years
Highs and lows had fed fears
Send the addy get bells there
I think the mails here
And shot the ball at 5 feet tall
Grew up hearing shots from niggas that we saw
They never grew instead grew trees an shit
In mommas living room to make a sale
Always saw them scales but never knew to tell
Cause we was young only like 11 cuzzo in the cell
He in a box me i'm boxing out thinkin i'm lebron
Who woulda thought i would leave the game
And trade in all my socks to spill my heart
Tell about my past them summer days got hot
Carolina care about a f*ckin lot
Feel it in my heart i feel for lesser souls
If you was me you probably fold
Never sell my soul cause god done
Let me know that you can grow get through all the pain
Involved with chasing what you want so ima stack
Put it in the bag and twist it to protect
The earth is sealed feel a feeling that gon
Write my rhymes with tears bitch i been here
I was 14 nigga tryna chase a deal
But what's a deal don't no paper validate the fact i'm real
I gotta kill represent momma worked
So i could spit fear no failure
Never quit we grew from hell
To get to this down for now
But issa better day yeah we gon
Flood our wrists but first a crib
We so hungry now got niggas
In they feels when shit get real
The realer nigga never told he
Stood around yeah i was him
Ain't nobody tell me
Cuz was known around for hittin licks
Had a pole or two never kept it round
When i was there in my eyes he be the
Coolest fam i got i never cared
Get a grip i can't slip on my pimpin yea yea
An i'm something like a roley clock in digits yea yea
Chop the pack just like karate how i kick it yea yea
And i stand for what i said you know i meant it yea yea
Got my shorty on my side she wanna kick it yea yea
And im smoking on exotic i can feel it uh
Man this pack been so good to me
Im movin unusually
I got big nuts so she screw-in me
Just like it's two me
Ain't no deuce of me
Flow be so hot
But im a cool ass p
Pimped your main out for two of these
With my dawgs like stewie g
Cut a nigga in youth it still haunt me
Military minded cause my momma was in army
Hooped for so long it's in my blood to be ballin
Can't be stallin when you switch gears
I'm so high like 6 leers
Reminisce on missed peers
Trapped on and off for 6 years
Highs and lows had fed fears
Send the addy get bells there
I think the mails here
Writer: Deuse Wilson, O'shea Carver
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