Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.
Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,
Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming
But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth
That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.
I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work
Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd
Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out
Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount
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