God please
uhh mhh mhh nah nah nah ahh i was born to be a trapstar but aint really chasing my dream gotta move safely dont get hit wit a beam watch who you hang wit cuz the people aint always as they seem i got locked up at 14 they aint even asked about me they said im a little bad ghetto boy aint payed attention in skool just play wit guns like they a toy i was a good kid but the trenches turned me to a heartless boy my family aint had time for me so thats when i started to hang wit a doeboy i was getting money at a young age but it was scary it was not a fun way mama kicked me out the house at 16 had no place to stay thats when i spent my nights at trey mama found my weed and blunts on they tray she aint even asked me bout she just throw it away my cousin died when i was 17 mama let me come back said its all going to be okay told her imma be clutching my strap all the time i aint dying young no way aint never found my cousin killer turnt to a cold case and it still hurt me to this day think about him all the time still show my love put his name on these rhyme's member about all the good times all the family dinners as a youngin felt like a winner by the time you know it i was a sinner now im trying to show my apologies but it aint that easy cuz my heart aint at ease dont take me out this world told god please and just know they don't play wit me im like the army specially wit all this artillery know my opps trying to see me in the oberty still thinking bout my nighas in the cemetery
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uhh mhh mhh nah nah nah ahh i was born to be a trapstar but aint really chasing my dream gotta move safely dont get hit wit a beam watch who you hang wit cuz the people aint always as they seem i got locked up at 14 they aint even asked about me they said im a little bad ghetto boy aint payed attention in skool just play wit guns like they a toy i was a good kid but the trenches turned me to a heartless boy my family aint had time for me so thats when i started to hang wit a doeboy i was getting money at a young age but it was scary it was not a fun way mama kicked me out the house at 16 had no place to stay thats when i spent my nights at trey mama found my weed and blunts on they tray she aint even asked me bout she just throw it away my cousin died when i was 17 mama let me come back said its all going to be okay told her imma be clutching my strap all the time i aint dying young no way aint never found my cousin killer turnt to a cold case and it still hurt me to this day think about him all the time still show my love put his name on these rhyme's member about all the good times all the family dinners as a youngin felt like a winner by the time you know it i was a sinner now im trying to show my apologies but it aint that easy cuz my heart aint at ease dont take me out this world told god please and just know they don't play wit me im like the army specially wit all this artillery know my opps trying to see me in the oberty still thinking bout my nighas in the cemetery
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