Beyond obese/ i didn't know how to behave/ i was an
No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man
Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
That's how you'd feel if you grew up, was raised in the streets,
Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste
Had enough dollars, was wealthy raised
And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone
I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown
I was raised by god so i gotta tell the truth
Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos
I tell um i was raised like that
Skin tone i wish i could take it back
How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
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