With a smith and wessen and your confessing
So many blessings while we stressing
I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown
Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone
I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.
Believing the screens or anything there
Fuck a smith an wesson
They had a hell of a run
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith
Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection
Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention
All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would
And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.
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