Some learn so i grew my own roots
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
I grew up on rap dawg, you could say it raised me
Lovin how i got you niggas crazy
Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers
It’s funny, but i grew up thinking that's what matters
Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors
And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,
I grew up in nola city,
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
That's right i know you don't do real estate
Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate
If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high
But as i grew up, i noticed it was a lie
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