Lyrics Free Double M - Potter Payper feat. Marnz Malone
I
used
to
kick
ball
at
the
blue
courts
They
never
loved
you,
if
they
hate
you
in
due
course
Bag
full
of
sweets
like
all
sorts
They
throwing
dirt
on
my
name,
that's
uncalled
for
I
was
down
the
block
reading
'bout
the
five
families
Cah
I
got
drawn
out
and
let
the
guys
twang
me
If
you
ain't
living
like
I'm
living,
you
won't
understand
me
Bro
got
sweets
for
his
face,
I
call
it
eye
candy
I'm
selling
light
Brandy
Day
Dates
is
casual,
all
my
diamonds
factory
She
knows
that
we're
casual
and
it's
satisfactory
Watch
me
play
the
background,
like
I'm
Meyer
Lansky
I
was
down
the
block
reading
about
the
great
stoics
Like
Seneca,
how'd
you
think
I
stay
going?
I
learnt
people
in
life
are
like
leaves
blowing
For
a
reason
or
a
season,
I'm
a
mean
poet
I
came
up
on
the
block,
we
ain't
have
clean
clothing
'Cause
I
was
out
all
night
in
the
streets
roaming
I
got
issues
with
some
people
ain't
no
resolving
Once
you're
caught
up
in
the
system
that
doors
revolving
Ain't
no
question
about
it,
if
I
see
'em
I
set
it
G
wing
on
the
fours,
that
was
me
on
the
netting
Down
the
block
in
the
dry
cell,
I
prayed
on
my
bedding
I
read
Robert
Greene's
books,
then
I
came
home
and
met
him
36
laws
in,
and
I
ain't
skipping
a
chapter
Bro's
eight
years
in
and
he
ain't
missing
a
Fajr
Down
the
block
I
read
Hadiths,
peanut
butter
and
oats
We
the
last
of
the
real,
fuck
the
internet
quotes
I
used
to
kickball
at
the
academy
They
never
really
loved
you,
so
the
hate
will
show
gradually
You
would
think
it's
Halloween,
I
came
home
with
a
bag
of
sweets
Can't
go
against
the
family,
like
Jax
in
Sons
Of
Anarchy
I
was
on
induction
when
Amy
made
Valerie
Down
the
block,
I
read
The
Alchemist
I've
gotta
win,
I
took
too
many
Ls
for
this
If
you
ain't
living
how
I'm
living,
you
can't
delve
in
this
I'll
make
the
jailhouse
rock
like
Elvis
did
Who
are
you,
and
why
do
you
think
you
can
tell
me
shit?
Your
A
double
S,
will
put
the
belt
to
it
I
stole
an
urban
book
from
the
Seg
and
I
took
it
back
to
Delta
Wing
I
gave
it
to
a
guy,
on
his
way
there
now,
'cause
he
just
melted
skin
Me
and
bro
took
his
eye
for
giving
stupid
looks
I
was
in
the
green,
the
first
time
that
I
read
Gucci's
book
Taught
me
how
to
cook
crack
and
bro,
I
couldn't
even
cook
We
locked
eyes
and
even
Ray
Charles
could
see
that
he
was
shook
Bro,
I'm
looking
in
the
mirror
tryna
read
myself
You've
got
an
open
mind,
you
know
what
I
mean
as
well
I
really
open
minds,
bro,
that's
why
I
spent
that
three
in
jail
And
from
other
jails
is
where
I
was
receiving
mail
I
was
down
the
block
reading
about
Tookie
Williams
They
should
write
a
book
about
me,
I
did
shit
them
pussies
didn't
I
read
a
verse
from
the
Quran
the
day
they
took
the
Villain
Bro,
I
found
a
pot
of
paper
hidden
in
this
crooked
prison
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