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Grew up a fuck up, now im this cold room locked up.
Was never raised right never had my father in sight,
didn't make the right choices, went down the wrong path
felt like my life wouldn't last. But cannabis works fast,
it opened up my mind, walking down the path i wasn't blind.
Gotta keep a nigga paid so
what the fuck you think i hustle fo
don't do it to brag or for show
all ima do is progress and grow, doing my own thing
getting all this bling, cuzz i got dough comin in
and the future don't resist, time keeps on going
so ima keep on flowing, to see where it takes me
lets just say id wish to be in a mansion with
nice cars and a family living happily and legally
but hopefully shit changes and theres different cases
its just the gov't is anus but im courageous
and what happens after that is gonna be-guiness ( begin us )
 
And well grow and prosper make names off ourselves
become smarter and break out these shells
always hiding, praying to God
thinking he'll protect us and not get caught
But i gotta deal with what i got and get beig on my own
Make my ow thrown, just stay in my zone i cant and i wont
let someone get in my way, your 100 feet away just stay

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Egnaroo
Member since December 12 2014

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