Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,
Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
I was raised from the ashes of my nations quarrels
Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose
I was raised by god so i gotta tell the truth
Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home
I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown
And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
It’s how i became who i was supposed to be
I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows
Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos
I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest
Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest
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