[Intro: Marsha Ambrosius & Freeway]
This can't be real
Let me talk to y'all
I swear to god, it's all real
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Freeway]
I grew up on [?] crime side
Staying alive was all [?]
Used to wear the same clothes, we was first cousins
So we learned to stick together, it's whatever
They moved in down west, like two years later, I moved in up north
I love north, that's where I got with [?] and [?]
[?] and [?]
Seen my first [?], in a drug deal [?]
I took [?] down to the street from the buss stop
[?] that's why I'm keeping it north
[?] cutey pie, [?]
Besides, the teachers wasn't really teaching the kid
I got [?]
[?] a younger nigga to [?] they said
We getting riches for the city with the rocks
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius & Freeway]
This can't be real
You feel me?
Swear to god, it's all real
This can't be real
Let me talk to y'all
I swear to god, it's all real
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Freeway]
I grew up on [?] crime side
Staying alive was all [?]
Used to wear the same clothes, we was first cousins
So we learned to stick together, it's whatever
They moved in down west, like two years later, I moved in up north
I love north, that's where I got with [?] and [?]
[?] and [?]
Seen my first [?], in a drug deal [?]
I took [?] down to the street from the buss stop
[?] that's why I'm keeping it north
[?] cutey pie, [?]
Besides, the teachers wasn't really teaching the kid
I got [?]
[?] a younger nigga to [?] they said
We getting riches for the city with the rocks
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius & Freeway]
This can't be real
You feel me?
Swear to god, it's all real
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