[South Park Mexican]
{*laughing*}
Hustle Town, my city man
Born and raised, baby
Yo, I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers
Raising men in a big city
I know it's hard
Let 'em know what's up, Filero
Uh

[Verse 1: Filero]
I sell drugs with thugs, hittin' licks off tricks
Workin' two jobs, a dope dealer and a pimp
Mom beggin' me to stop
Everyday
So scared for me to walk
Memory lane
But mom, don't worry
My tech protect well
I told y'all one day this rap shit gone sell
Cause my heart been broke from the start
Since the day my father died when I was seven in the park
So I wrote the book
How to pimp hoes and kick doors
And if I kill, well, that's just how that shit goes
Pull your strap
What am I supposed to sweat
This the third time today that I come close to death
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