Sumthin bout me snip it

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Yeah only 7 years old I was told wasn't good enough.
They put a gun to my head told me to buffin up.
Had to spin they block told my mama I had to get done.
Sometimes I question life like why I got to keep that gun.
Working hard all my life like ain't no time for fun.
You a demon but don't laugh when you make that nigga run.
 
When you make that nigga run.
 
Yeah sometimes I wish I died.
Yeah sometimes it hurts when to cry.
Knowing that you just took that nigga life..
And now you see the other side.
Where I come from it's pick a side red or blue no matter what a nigga die.
 
"Let the beat rock out a pit"

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