Rappers in my trunk i packed in six
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun
But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen
Yeah, since i was a knee high
Yow am ridin around in my
But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise
Money in my pocket, success is in my eyes,
But it made me the man i am today, thanks
Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants
Yow am ridin around in my
Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high
Got my head in my hands.
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
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