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[Intro]
Damn, in this bitch I'm booted up
Aye, with yo bitch I'm booted up
Damn, real Palm Beach shit nigga
561 shit nigga
Aye, this is temporary, you feel me?
*laughs* Aye..

[Verse 1]
Aye, live from the dirt ground
Represent Palm Beach through my blood when I walk 'round
Got the city all up on my back
Mat got a 45 up on his lap
If he clickin' n clackin' no talkin' since conversation never happened
Shit gon' turn out really tragic
I just fucked 10 groupies in one month
Got a model bitch to suck up on my dick
And then she rollin' up a blunt, get a nut
Just my fillin' up a cut, damn, what?
I just came through with the blade like I'm Wesley
Snap on your bitch if you actin' too iffy
Body marked up like the subway in Harlem
Momma gave birth and then knew I was problems
Well, bitch, welcome to my life
This shit could always get awful
Mister Miyagi with the flow
I'm waxin and waxin all up off you
When I was 14 I bagged a 50
Momma never knew I kept it a secret
Bitch, I got it how I live I needed a benji
You could never say shit 'bout this life that I'm livin'
You was never in the gym
Making shots and getting money
Making sure that we living
Choppers reaching to the ceiling
Showin' pain to my enemy
Shit I pray that he feel it