I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want
I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,
My records sell, yes sir
I grew up there what a looser,
Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards
I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters
Im a screw up i just screw just so that im screwing
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
Pay dues like a hair salon
Screw up the cup, i'm on
I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,
And people call me a user, but i want you
I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,
Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars
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