When i grew up i was like "whatever"
This the newest wolf gang member
I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,
They slowly showin they colors
Grew up in the suburbs
Watch me get up ignite and quickly inflame
Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain
I grew up on rap dawg, you could say it raised me
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
You mess with me and get quickly corrected
Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street
Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
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