grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the
forget it There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it was just as I
record, I went way past platinum/ My occupation, I'm smashin' takin' anything I want cause I got the bacon/ I'm a keep it shakin', these moves I'm makin
He think I'm high, I'm in thinker mode Eyes low'd, I let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that I go across (Kanye) I mean
Ay, do it, ay, music, ay High rise, elevator life I'm gone in 60 seconds Or Talladega nights I know I'm living wrong I wish I could make it right But
I probably would get bumped more if I was a gangster But I am a gangsta, call me the gangsta of love!!! I love good music, I love my momma I love myself, I
be in it to win it I never come lame, type killin' in the game, get busy It's only right that I address this Gotta be in it to win it I never come lame
, 'cuz I went to city high A school with more dropouts than sign ups and registrations Mmm yeah, and the pregnancy rate is at an all time high We all
some so I can get some gas? Stupid shit She gave me twenty dollars, I know it's small pimping But it's mandatory, when I deal with all women, all these hoes It
-ass schools did I tried the education system but I dropped it So now I'm in the goddamn game and can't stop it And I'm a motherfucking threat to authority
white drop I love my high schools cuties Muscle bound booties Pools a hoes so you know I had to do my duties I got to have it like a rabbit Fuck her like a champ I
a serious tip Like always I made the beat funky I keep your head bouncin' like a dope fiend junkie I got to say it before I break I never rap fake 'cause I
'em) I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit I never sold company due, I can't knock it 'Cuz the inner city public school system is fucked
whips I get all the money pussy falls like rain Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for
you a postcard, I wish you were here I wish you could see, I wish you could hear I make 'em scream When I come true with the rest of the team I get it