I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid
Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period
So i now understand why some of em had to hustle
Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble
See when shit goes down i swear you never understand me.
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
K'naan and wale got money in the bank
I just don't understand, even as we demand
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake
Real street nigga, ain’t no clone
I never had a place to call home
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
I never had a family, except my gang and me
Understand i dont need a weapon
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
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