17 DOM KENNEDY

[Intro: Dom Kennedy]
Back when I was 17
Back when I was 17
Back when I was 17
Yeah...
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[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
Back when I was 17, I had a notion
That I would see the whole world across the ocean
My dad be workin' hard but he get no promotion
And he there every day, shit that's devotion
I never had a chance to be in the U.S. Open
I used to collect cans for them U.S. tokens
It's that time of the month? girl, we use that lotion
Before the president was black, shit I wasn't votin'
I used to believe a dollar bill was all I needed
Why you keep lookin' in the mirror if you not conceited?
Don't pack them Air Jordans, boy you not gone need em
On Burnside with my niggas, and them tacos screamin'

[Hook: Dom Kennedy]
If I told you what I saw, you would not believe it
If I showed you how I ball, you would not believe it
If I told you what I make, you would not believe it
Look how niggas did Ma$e, I cannot believe it