I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
(Dedicated to all my hustlers)
To the game, then f*** blew up
(That's a product of they environment)I grew up a f*** screw up
(Whether gettin' money legally or illegally)
Gotduced to the game
(We gotta do what we gotta do to survive, man)
To the game then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up(Grew up a screw up, baby)
I grew up a f*** screw up
(Gotduced to the game)
Gotduced to the game
(I ain't took a breath yet, let's go)
To the game, then f*** blew upEver since I was an embryo, waitin' to shape up and ship out
Somethin' in my brain said, "Wake up and kick out"
Roberta and Wayne stayed up and flipped out
'Cause when I came, I was draped up and dripped outSnip the umbilical, spit the government chip out
Peace out, A-Town gone and then I dipped out
And oh, my gosh, the Osh Kosh was picked out
I slipped in, even my baby stroller was tricked out
Somebody get him, the little *** outta control
Put a little bit of rum in my bottle
I'll dream about diamonds and gold, gold, gold
To grow from an infant to toddler was effervescent
The essence of adolescence got my body feelin' fresh'n
Fresh'n, fresh'nAnd it was a blessin' to rhyme and start reppin'
I was the best in my section with flows hard than ***
Still the best but now I'm grown with more range than a tec's
And I'm a heavyweight, you *** is lighter than my complexionI grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew upI grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew upHomey fronted me a sip, s***, I made it a bird
That's seventeen and a half, all I need is the word
Say the, ice is cool but them pots is hot
You let it cook slow but that money come fastI got what you need, I hope you brought all the cash
You know the kid pimpin' all over the world
A hundred carats got me all over your girl
Five freaks and my Gucci duffel bagA corporate thug, I run with a Playaz Circle
I got a Field Mob that'll Disturb your Peace
Blowin' Sean Jay, all we do is smoke
Finish countin' my bread and I was gettin' some ***, wassup?I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew upA *** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew upWhen I came into the game, they ain't do nuttin' but doubt me
Now the whole game's changed and it ain't nuttin' without me
Pickin' up my sloppy seconds as they reach for the crown
Only reason you on that song is 'cause I turned that downI went from Hot Wheels to big wheels, Hyundais to Bentleys
And five course meals, no more Popeye's and Blimpy's
From alright to handsome, from one room to mansions
From hangin' on the block to throwin' parties in the Hampton'sFrom broke as a joke to rich as a ***
I bought a plane and a boat and six other whips
No Marta, from dice on the curb to stackin' up chips
But harder from birds on my nerves to chicks on my ***Guard your women, dawg, I went from ashy to classy
Went from a kiss on the cheek to doin' the nasty
Reach your hand up in the air and you can play with the stars
It's not the hand that you're dealt
But how you're playin' your cards, boyI grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew upA *** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
I grew up a f*** screw up
Gotduced to the game
To the game, then f*** blew up
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