Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first
Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
In the 602 nd brought my g'ed up skills too the grandee.i waz raised by thugs
I'm not black and i wasn't raised in a hood
All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would
That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga
About australia he claimed he remember nothing huh?
Had enough dollars, was wealthy raised
Look, just remember how that winning taste
Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats
Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes
They gave us life and even in the strife, man they raised us,
Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus
I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown
Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone
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