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I'm from Camden New Jersey nigga Kenwood 1430 nigga A little ass place in this little ass state Ain't nobody afraid to get dirty witcha Yea I can feel a whole new energy Yea Casamigos no Hennessy Yea I pray for health and prosperity I only wish being broke on my enemies yea Know it's a Fendi we Gucci I got us Aim for the top cuz I came from the bottom She gave top when I came she was smiling I thru some gold on her finger And brought a bitch home cause she told me to bring her No problem I'm up to bat and my city like Gotham Hard to be Batman when everyone robbin' Ain't too many wearing suits and ties here Ain't too many trying to follow these rules It's sets and colors nigga you can die here Nothing like cosmetology school They tried to told her I'm out of my mind I told her a secret you should believe it I'll never slow down I'm too used to speeding I never follow I'm too used to leading Yea We from the trenches you know that Picture me broke that's a throw back Nigga you can't even post that Yea Pressure Bad bitch trying to get her hair messed up Big bro we don't woe no extras Shit y'all worried bout don't stress us (So where you from) Uh I'm from Camden New Jersey nigga Park side yea that's what made me raised me Still lit now and I'm an 80's baby Niggas don't know how to take me lately I grew up but they'll say I changed Well I ain't work this hard to stay the same I'd be crazy if I don't display my range Back when these chicks used to say I'm lame I used to have to get money just to make me smile I can't explain it cuz the feeling is wild I just bought a house with a grill in my mouth This lifestyles new I'm still feeling it out If they book the hotel I'm still stealing the towels Yea If they rent me the car I'm still pealing it out Every Day feel like a Saturday I've been waking up and doing what I want for so many years I ain't know the year That's the time I'm on fuck the time you on So much that I got is one of one So I'm the one she wanna one on one She heard I'm playing with some bands now Give the drummer some pa rup pa pap pum woo We from the trenches you know that Picture me broke that's a throw back Nigga you can't even post that Yea Pressure Bad bitch trying to get her hair messed up Big bro we don't woe no extras Shit y'all worried bout don't stress us (So where you from) Uh I'm from Camden New Jersey nigga
Writer(s): Don Sellers Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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