Wrong Role Model Boosie Badazz

The wrong role model
Oh lawd

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I got infatuated wit’ tha dope dealers
They life, and they hairstyle
Bandanas and gold teeth
And the women they fuck
Guess I grew up in tha fast lane
Infatuated wit’ tha finer thangs
At tha mall we would window shop
At jewelry and diamond rings
Respect, we salute off top
To tha big dawg who run tha block
From Monday to Sunday
Him and his runners, they run tha shop
Michael Jordan was a muthafucka
But Calvin was GOD to us
Crazy ‘cause we worshipped tha one
Who hurt our family, sell hard to us

[BRIDGE]
Role model
Larry Hoover shit
Rayful Edmond shit
Role model
Pablo shit
Rick Ross shit
But not tha rapper Rick (tha dope dealer)
I wanted to be like tha big dawg in tha hood who gave out tha turkeys out
Shoulda went that way
But I went tha other route
Me, Lil Bleek in front Grandma house
Spray you, u come in front Grandma house
Tryna be our role models
We ate in front my Grandma house
Damn look at my role models
Dead or stuck in prison
Guess when you get too much
They come and they get ya