And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,
I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
The fields of wv is where i was raised,
Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious
They gave us life and even in the strife, man they raised us,
Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track
Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at
It was us who raised all the tensions and brought in a new contention…
And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection
Racists raised us and caged us in with this misplaced hate,
Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood
But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first
Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world
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