For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin
And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"
But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,
I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor
You do not want to get in a collision
Me and my microphone could be one
That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies
Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.
To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/
Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call
Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,
Got fixation for that home simpson phrase
His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o
Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow
I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes
In the beginning i became the councillor, not just to my friend but to my classmates,
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