[Intro: Freddie Gibbs & Jeezy]
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
(Guess the dream is true hah?)
Uh yea wussup?
It’s the world baby
Uh yea wussup?
It’s the world baby
[Chorus: Jeezy]
I was on my grind when I was 17
Only half a thing for a stack worth of 17
Took a road trip, came back, have me 7 'nines
When I turn 18, I’m worried 'bout 7 things
Yea, look, take ‘em back when I was 17
17, I had a cutlass it was extra clean
Always thuggin’, always on the scene
Pockets too fat, need some bigger chains
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I gotta get it, I want, I gotta have it
Tie the knots in the bag then I’m right back at it
Yea, 14 grams in my attic
The dealer or the user, who’s really the addict?
For this fast money I'm addicted
She kick me out the house, I got evicted, damn
Guess mama don’t love me no more
Said she might not even let me use her oven no more
125, fresh off the press, smell the aroma
My uncle slumped on the couch, he in a coma
And I swear that shits louder than an ambulance
Came back with extra 50, did the hammer dance
My grandma keep telling me I need some help
But I keep tellin’ her that I need some wealth
Cutlass with the alpine, got the two knobs
Blow and the hard, bitch I got me two jobs
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
(Guess the dream is true hah?)
Uh yea wussup?
It’s the world baby
Uh yea wussup?
It’s the world baby
[Chorus: Jeezy]
I was on my grind when I was 17
Only half a thing for a stack worth of 17
Took a road trip, came back, have me 7 'nines
When I turn 18, I’m worried 'bout 7 things
Yea, look, take ‘em back when I was 17
17, I had a cutlass it was extra clean
Always thuggin’, always on the scene
Pockets too fat, need some bigger chains
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I gotta get it, I want, I gotta have it
Tie the knots in the bag then I’m right back at it
Yea, 14 grams in my attic
The dealer or the user, who’s really the addict?
For this fast money I'm addicted
She kick me out the house, I got evicted, damn
Guess mama don’t love me no more
Said she might not even let me use her oven no more
125, fresh off the press, smell the aroma
My uncle slumped on the couch, he in a coma
And I swear that shits louder than an ambulance
Came back with extra 50, did the hammer dance
My grandma keep telling me I need some help
But I keep tellin’ her that I need some wealth
Cutlass with the alpine, got the two knobs
Blow and the hard, bitch I got me two jobs
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