They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not
I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top
But ima end on a bad note bitch fuck you to
I quit the shit, i might get high with you
You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness
So i'm on my way to university, on the bus...
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Grab a gauge on my way back to the carnival
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
I am on my way to the professional universe
Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad
Tear a bitch to shreds, shredding my way around.
Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out
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