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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I had it all planned out ,
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Everything was pretty much set for me on the
L street
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I went through junior high,
that was cool
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When I hit high school,
on the real it was on, dude
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I smoked my first dope with my nigga
Joe
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Got blunt with my first shot of cock, bro
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By the age of 15, I was hangin'
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Tryin' to get a rep, huh, by gang bang
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Cause I was doin' too much,
movin' too fast
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I started hangin' out
with the wrong crowds
bringin' hoes to the house
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I was a young fool in the all kinda stuff I
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did some crazy shit in the day and gave a fuck
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A young rider that was down
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I did my share of dirt as a young light I'll
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admit a lot of shit I did wasn't right
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But man I had to do what I had to do
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To get respect and let the suckers
know that I was true
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Cause in a day without a name,
you wasn't shit, you got punked
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And treated like a bitch, and I was far from being punk,
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As a youngster, livin' life real
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Livin' life real fast
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As a youngster, livin' life real fast
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Livin' life real fast
But in reality I knew that dream
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Cause that dream was cash, yo, yo,
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it was history I was introduced to the game of slayin' dick
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I was caught up at first,
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G, because the milk was like juice
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And the nigga was thirsty
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So I set post on the spots, sellin' rocks
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You best believe I got mine on hops
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It was the thing to do in the past,
Black
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If you wanted fast money,
you had to sell crack
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that I chose back in the day
Oh yeah, but I got paid
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I didn't have to wait for the
white man to give me orders
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I had my own game plan
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I invested in myself and gained much fame
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I was exposed and deep into
the fuckin' game
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Yo, a nigga had to make mail
So I was out there every day steady mak
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in' them dope sales
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Moms couldn't tell me shit
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I was determined to grow spooky
motherfuckin' crits
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Any way of rent, I had to have mine
That's why a n***a was so
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serious about the crime
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All I gotta say is I had it on in the past
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As a youngster, livin' life real fast
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Livin' life real fast
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As a youngster, livin' life real fast
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Livin' life real fast
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P .A.
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Shit was getting hectic,
That's why I did what I had
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to do to make a living
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Yo, I was a solo nigga on the grind daily
I brought myself up,
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yo, no other niggas made me
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I stayed gone off the deck in
But more money,
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more money's what a nigga needed
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So I hit the spot, straight clock on
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Got on the dice and started
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taking niggas' mail
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Cash money kept flowing
10s and 20s out the block,
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had my pockets straight growin'
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Man, only if y 'all knew what
I was goin' through
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My brain was dead from smokin'
so much fuckin' truth
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I got my first ride,
G, I struck through with a 1975
Minot
Street, just me and
T
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You rarely ever saw me float deep, man
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It was on once I became of age,
24 and more
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burn saves with my folks
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To survive and stay fat, off the ghetto streets I
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got my fuckin' money on, so I wasn't trippin'
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I never leave, believe me,
it was hard to catch me slippin'
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I was handlin' my busi
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ness when it came to cash
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As a youngster, livin' life real
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Livin' life real fast
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As a youngster, livin' life real fast
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Living life real fast
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As a youngster, living life real fast
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Living life real fast
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As a youngster,
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living life real fast
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Living life real bad
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