Im in these streets im gettin paid
And that was when i was in the eighth grade
Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect
Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed
Better than your bitch would
Im gonna rap to prove im good
Nigga im elegant ,im elegant
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Im still loaded, im loaded
You should be cautious, kid
Im still loaded, im loaded
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