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I'm
just
a
ghetto
Queens
kid
in
some
beat
up
Adidas
Still
dreaming
'bout
some
day
i
get
to
speak
in
arenas
They
say
"don't
know
how
you
ain't
make
it,
Linkz
you
a
genius"
I
guess
it's
cause
i
know
the
game
is
full
of
vicious
Hyenas
They
just
compete,
and
think
of
different
ways
they
can
beat
us
We
all
sick
in
the
head
from
the
shit
that
they
feed
us
All
it
takes
a
little
dough
to
change
these
bitches
to
cheaters
Im'a
stick
to
dropping
gems
though,
I
spit
for
the
dreamers
Tryna
build
up
a
puzzle
'fore
they
rip
it
to
pieces
Just
Shine,
sip
Brown
Water,
I
still
speak
to
Slink
Jesus
He's
just
down
in
the
F.L.,
I'm
blazing
the
next
L
Thinking
'bout
ways
that
I
can
prosper
and
excel
2019
lost
Eye
Rule
and
Riel
Buck
The
Goblin
gone,
homie
loved
my
songs
Gave
the
type
of
energy
that
made
me
wanna
keep
on
The
hood
don't
feel
the
same,
sometimes
don't
even
like
its
home
Little
hand
on
the
Seven
Big
hand
on
the
Six
If
you
still
know
how
to
read
a
clock,
you
know
what
time
it
is
Look,
it
can
get
reckless
but
we
gon'
grind
through
it
Push
Lbs
Records,
Ghetto
Grime
Muzik
Now
we
smoke
bud
anywhere,
before
it
was
back
blocks
They
all
popping
pills
now,
before
it
was
crack
rocks
We
used
to
go
outside
but
now
we
on
laptops
I
keep
seeing
7's
like
i
just
hit
the
jackpot
Haters
lying
to
me,
laughing,
telling
me
"That's
hot"
I
laugh
back
cause
i'm
looking
at
'em
like
mascots
Ain't
nothing
really
new
to
me
That's
why
i'm
playing
the
fool,
to
fool
the
fool
that
thinks
that
he's
fooling
me
Good
at
reading
vibes
and
I
always
stay
true
to
me
New
school
like
School
Boy,
old
school
like
Schoolly
D
I'm
spontaneous
usually
Cause
sometimes
I
might
charge
and
sometimes
I
might
do
it
free
I
got
some
inner
demons
putting
me
to
the
test
Somehow
they
always
pop
up
when
i'm
doing
my
best
But
i'm
tryna
be
strong
and
think
of
it
less
So
i
get
lost
in
the
music
just
to
cope
with
the
stress
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