But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud
I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,
Runnin from the system , soon it'll catch up/ my life with the homies/ down for
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o
I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough
I just want somebody i can see
Mobbing with the homies and family
Kicking ass like all nighters with pakistan
So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang
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