Let's get it poppin' in here Got bad hoes, they shakin' ass the pussy poppin in here
No, I can't stop takin' these drugs, I might
Boot up off two pills I miss my thug, he taught me how to finesse
A bitch, and that's real Free Bud 421, J-Neal
I be knowin' these niggas hatin' on me, they hate the life that I live
Got him lookin' at the bigger picture, that ain't hung up in my crib
I cropped you off the frame, them youngins hit you up, but that's still
You can't say that wrong thing, you know your words get you killed
Youngin' grew up on that block, watchin' cop cars
I broke rules with Tyler, too, he say, fuck all laws
Dropped out of school, I made it through, that's somеthing they never saw
Lil dump ridin' in that forеign coupe, first it was handlebars
Went by my grandma's house on weekends, slept on the floor
Watched from the door, I watched my uncle tried to front the porch
Stole money out of my cousin's purse to get somethin' from the store
On Sundays, I had excuses, hated church clothes
Used to go in my grandfather's truck for change to save more
Shit ain't the same no more, I wonder where my pain go
I miss that same hoe, bitch left but took me as a joke
Heard a mother talk about me behind my back just cause I smoke on dope
Fucked up high, got shamed from the same coat I always wore
Bitch laughed up in my face, she tried to joke, it's cause I smoke Joe
I had my first fight on a bus stop right across from Texaco
Got kicked out my mama house, I went to hitchhike in the road
No, I can't stop takin' these drugs, I might
Boot up off two pills I miss my thug, he taught me how to finesse
A bitch, and that's real Free Bud 421, J-Neal
I be knowin' these niggas hatin' on me, they hate the life that I live
Got him lookin' at the bigger picture, that ain't hung up in my crib
I cropped you off the frame, them youngins hit you up, but that's still
You can't say that wrong thing, you know your words get you killed
Youngin' grew up on that block, watchin' cop cars
I broke rules with Tyler, too, he say, fuck all laws
Dropped out of school, I made it through, that's somеthing they never saw
Lil dump ridin' in that forеign coupe, first it was handlebars
Went by my grandma's house on weekends, slept on the floor
Watched from the door, I watched my uncle tried to front the porch
Stole money out of my cousin's purse to get somethin' from the store
On Sundays, I had excuses, hated church clothes
Used to go in my grandfather's truck for change to save more
Shit ain't the same no more, I wonder where my pain go
I miss that same hoe, bitch left but took me as a joke
Heard a mother talk about me behind my back just cause I smoke on dope
Fucked up high, got shamed from the same coat I always wore
Bitch laughed up in my face, she tried to joke, it's cause I smoke Joe
I had my first fight on a bus stop right across from Texaco
Got kicked out my mama house, I went to hitchhike in the road
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