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Young kid from the block, dreams turned to dust, Started with a hustle, now it’s all about the trust Chasing paper stacks, lost in the night, Got a crew by my side, ready for the fight. Hit the corner store, yeah, we run the scene, Life of a dealer, you know what I mean. Parents said, “Son, don’t go down that road,” But the thrill of the game, man, it lightened my load. Late nights, streetlights, Shadow in the dark, Heart full of fire, but I’m missing that spark. Friends turning foes, trust fades away, In this life of crime, it’s a high price to pay. Got the world on my back, but I’m feeling so free, Rebel with a cause, ain't nobody like me. Staring down the barrel, but I’m ready to ride, In this game of survival, it’s do or die. not rin and hide nigga yeah turned bitch or