Текст песни
Flash
backs
Sleeping
on
the
floor
but
now
I'm
past
that
I
ain't
have
a
number
now
I
got
a
Ascap
I
need
my
chippertons
before
I
even
touch
a
mic
Sound
check,
make
sure
all
of
my
production
right
These
ain't
the
days
where
I
do
it
for
exposure
I
done
paid
dues
now
pay
me
what
you
supposed
to
No
Sir
I
don't
think
you
realize
the
path
Uce
man
tell
your
bitch
I'll
penalize
her
ass
I
can't
express
what
it's
like
when
you
grow
up
hard
Die
for
respect
don't
let
no
one
pull
your
card
These
are
the
mother
fucking
makings
of
a
gangsta
I'm
spraying
everything
like
pollock
with
a
paint
brush
I
remember
nights
like
this
we
was
outside
tearing
up
the
hood
Had
to
sacrifice
take
trips
real
shit
we
was
misunderstood
Blowing
up
a
air
mattress
tryna
hit
my
bitch
with
the
wood
It's
all
to
the
good
Look
at
ya
bitter
as
jaguar
wright
Cause
you
ain't
got
to
sit
up
in
a
jaguar
right?
For
the
life
of
me
I
couldn't
understand
y'all
type
Make
up
theories
why
it
didn't
never
pan
out
right
Someone
got
to
deal
with
the
devil
for
them
to
get
out
the
ghetto
Couldn't
never
be
nights,
of
sacrificing
on
levels
That
you
ain't
commit
to
doin'
Truth
hurts
but
lies
leave
you
cursed
and
ruined
Uce
first
influence
was
nasty
Nasir
jones
it
was
written
voice
raspy
Now
I'm
seeing
poems
being
written
over
rap
sheets
Double
entendres
Aniani
place
out
to
Harlen
& Alondra,
monsters
I
ain't
have
a
buddy
I
had
co
deez,
cold
fools
House
had
em
in
and
out
like
hoes
at
a
whole
foods
Sake
or
the
soju
pouring
like
we
posed
to
Don't
get
to
close
with
yo
bitch
ass
I
don't
know
you
cuzz
I
remember
nights
like
this
we
was
outside
tearing
up
the
hood
Had
to
sacrifice
take
trips
real
shit
we
was
misunderstood
Blowing
up
a
air
mattress
tryna
hit
my
bitch
with
the
wood
It's
all
to
the
good
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