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Don’t Want to be Me - King Von
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Don’t Want to be Me King Von

Don’t Want to be Me - King Von
[Intro]
(Know to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow) What?
Von, Von
You don't know what the fuck I been through, nigga
The fuck I done lost
Huh? What?

[Chorus]
You don't wanna be me (Nah)
Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me, nah (Huh?)
You don't wanna be me (Nah)
Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (Uh-uh)
It was hard in the streets (It was hard)
Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (Huh? What?)
It be hard in the streets (It was hard)
Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (Damn, damn, damn)
You don't wanna be me (Uh-uh)
Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me, nah (What?)
You don't wanna be me (Uh-uh)
Lil' nigga, you don't wanna be me (Uh-uh)
It was hard in the streets (It be hard)
Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (Huh? What?)
It be hard in the streets (It was hard)
Growin' up, it's either him or it's me (Damn, damn, damn)

[Verse 1]
It was hard just to make it (What?)
Real shit, I ain't saying no fake shit (Uh-uh)
Grew up 78th, grandma basement (What?)
Then we moved to Parkway, it was gated (Damn, damn)
I'm like, "Damn, where we stayin'?" (What? Huh?)
First night, gunshots, they ain't playin'
Had to sleep on the floor, we was on the first floor (Boom, boom, boom)
Boy, stay away from that window (Boom, boom, boom)
See, this where it started (Yeah, yeah)
Three floors, eight floors, them apartments (Yeah)
Section 8, baby mamas and toddlers (Huh?)
Killers, rapers and robbers (Damn)
See, I adapt to that shit though
I had to fight everyday, I was still new (I was new)
They ain't know me, we ain't go to the same school (Same school)
Probably mad 'cause I always had on new shoes (Damn, damn)
See, that's what that crack do (Yeah)
Stepdad sellin' drugs in the trap too (Yeah, huh?)
Used to have his own place in the house too
Grandma used to say he was bad news, huh? (Damn, damn)
Fuck that, I'm in high school (I'm in high school)
Hyde Park, food fights in the lunch room (In them lunch room)
Got jumped on the bus one time too (What? What?)
Same day, Joey came up to the school too (Damn, damn)
Then shots got to ringin' (Boom, boom)
Caught Joey in the act, Gucci leaked him (Boom, boom)
He got hit in the side, but he breathin' (Damn)
Police right there, he was tweakin' (Damn)
But this how it started (Yeah)
You don't wanna be me, I'm retarded
Locked up, sixteen for a robbery (What?)
Mama, come see me, I'm sorry, please (Yeah)
You don't wanna be me
All the shit I done done in the streets (Huh?)
All the shit I done lost, I done turned myself a boss
Can't believe I lost LilBossT, damn
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