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Thinkin' bout all the times I had im reminiscin' bout my past
Gettin' in yo' and make a hit, I swear that shit, there make them sad
Lotta times I reminisce, I remember growin' up without no dad
Lotta times I reminisce, I remember growin' up without no dad
Yeah, I grew up without a father
Seen my cousin get locked up at a young age, that shit made me move smarter
Lotta niggas be cappin say they from the A, they never rode on marta
They never rode a bus
I've been rappin' for like three years, and they always holdin' nuts
Yeah, I feel like the chosen one
These broke-ass niggas ain't got no pape, you can't even show me nothin
Put a button on the back, shoot fast, I'm finna show you somethin
How the fuck you treating life like a game & you ain't controlin' nothin'
Gotta take this shit and stand on it
Niggas always claim they real, then switch up, I thought we was fam homie
Try to come around like you ain't know me, but I heard you a fan, homie
Got a big-ass gun with a scope attached, that shit cost me like a gram, homie
You been a fan since way back, so what the fuck we sayin', homie
What the fuck are we sayin'
Why this love shit get complicated like where we stand
I always kept it real, I never traded on my mans
I always kept it real, I always kept it real
These niggas pussy, fuck how they feel
Bitch-ass nigga
Don't ever, don't ever in your fuckin' life think you can fuck me, nigga
Fuck nigga
Haha
I'm done, yeah