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Growing up in the struggle, where dreams collide, Where the streets were my teacher, no place to hide, Hustlin' day and night, tryna make a way, In the concrete jungle, where we had to stay No silver spoon, just pain and strife, But I rose above, claimed my own life, From the bottom to the top, I never forgot, Where I come from, it's all that I got. In the ghetto, where they say dreams don't exist, I defied the odds, showed 'em 1 persist Every obstacle faced, I overcame, Brought hope to my people, ignited the flame. (Verse 2) ..In these city streets, where the struggle is real, where brothers kill brothers for a dollar bill, I emerge from the darkness, shining my ryms like diamoubds never whining but delivered on timeing always defining switch it up ,change it up designing when we shop always approvered never decline press doe changeo thorw you off track those with eyes on me, so I'm hating back but never hesitate to pull my weight when I. heated I think I'm the great I don't think I know no ro boat just speed boat going beast mode I don't trip get that money then dip game recognize game shit I'm that spiter fat sacks fat stacks got billz ,,... like" caps" CHECKING STATS HITTING HOE S NO BATTS ITS GENERAL FATSACKSS I BREAK , EM DOWN LIKE MIN I GOT HEAT IN THAT WINTER COLD I THOUGHT U BEEN TOLD I GOT THE STREETS SOLD, kicking back in the cold to the point it's developing mold so I pack me a bowl so it seems drugs is all I know and getting doe opertunity knocking on my doe do I stay should I go I don't know but I'll tell u this I'm that go getter getting that go nothing but green so my gas step on the pedal for sho combining two street wise certified husstlers get doe for sho and let it grow let roll wait for the highest peek then send it tell me when ymto go cause we gogettas we get ours with no handouts FUCK BEING BROKE SO I STAY UP ON THAT CASH ROUTE POSTED UP LOW KEY MAN IM AT DAT SLAP HOUSE underlining