Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby
Say you could tell us all about it, no you couldn’t g,
Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back
Everything i once had became ash when that doctor told us about a heart attack you had
Never been scared to talk to about anything
Now this is what i call an evening
Once i get to last period the teacher talks to us about life skills
I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
One day she talked to us about our younger childhood
Never been afraid to holler about anything,
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Parents would never approve of us
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
About shit you never want to think about but you do
I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you
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