growing up

Growing up is sure is tough but it's a must you know me in guns I trust yes i bust my slugs yes i got them nuggs yes i hang with thugs dont you fuck with us got my strap in my lap i ready to attack and take your punk ass off the map i dont give a fuck where the fuck u at where the fuck you at now u laying there looking hella dead now i can tell your mom i sent you back to bed you know where im at im staying in the fed like i said befor i shot you in your head thats what happens when you wear alot of red i thought i told you im all about my bread now your life is hanging from a thread i bet if i was you id wish that i was dead fuck all the bullshit that u ever said Growing up is sure is tough but it's a must you know me in guns I trust yes i bust my slugs yes i got them nuggs yes i hang with thugs dont you fuck with us versus 2 got to do it hella hard selling dope down the fucken boulevard always on my guard hopeing that i get far boy it anit that hard the next check is more then your daddy chould ever make working for the state i hope i dont hit the jail cell haveing to brake bail i know im headed to hell soon there will nothing left to tell livvin life like this shit isnt even real so whats the mother fucken deal im trying to make a mil all u lame niggas just like to steal