Dedicated to G Tich
It started with a friendship back in the day, Playing tag on the playground in 2nd grade, Couple years later, he called me to say, "Dylan, we gotta get away." Livin in this town, man, shit gets tough. Prayin every night that we can catch some luck. Then my man, G Tich, smooth as can be, Gets us out the slums with a mic and a beat. Ill never forget the feeling, eating for the first time in about a week. Rap was our income, livin in the slums Hopin one day, we could make it off the street. Sittin on the couch, just livin lavish, Lookin back now, seems like i got my wish.
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It started with a friendship back in the day, Playing tag on the playground in 2nd grade, Couple years later, he called me to say, "Dylan, we gotta get away." Livin in this town, man, shit gets tough. Prayin every night that we can catch some luck. Then my man, G Tich, smooth as can be, Gets us out the slums with a mic and a beat. Ill never forget the feeling, eating for the first time in about a week. Rap was our income, livin in the slums Hopin one day, we could make it off the street. Sittin on the couch, just livin lavish, Lookin back now, seems like i got my wish.
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