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I been getting cash for alil minute We was just last nigga now we winning Never thought I'd make this far All the bad shit I admit it I was really tryna get away couldn't leave my past nigga I was tripping We was standing all over opps we was on top we was doing killings Who would've thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this far Who would thought I'd make it this far (Oh yea) Who would thought I'd make it this far Out on the block posted up selling rock with the gang wasn't playing no ball Momma had 5 kids she was all by her self so you know shit was hard She went and got her a nigga but he used to hit her shit left me scared Catch that nigga right now I swear ima park him just like a car (Glttt) (Glttt) that's that stick Me and my bro's was the bummiest niggas in school we ain't have no drip Tell me how you gone live No food up in the fridge No heat up in the crib You better hit you a lick (Damn) I pray that the opps don't get one up on me So I keep that thirty In the tuck don't run up on me I heard he was speaking on the dead drop a dub on him Walk down like bron bron and pop up out the cut on him We had dreams bout getting rich bout like 10 years ago Had to put the gang up on my back I'm putting on for the bros Now we selling out all these shows Fucking on all these hoes For the times we was cold I went and put my wrist on froze I been getting cash for alil minute We was just last nigga now we winning Never thought I'd make this far All the bad shit I admit it I was really tryna get away couldn't leave my past nigga I was tripping We was standing all over opps we was on top we was doing killings Who would've thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this far Who would thought I'd make it this far Who would've thought I make it this I was skipping school used to leave after lunch post up by tha store We was drilling on opps we gone walk em down we ion shoot out cars Beefing with niggas I grew up with can't lie shit hit me hard But my niggas we ready for war Ian have nowhere to go stayed at my aunt crib And I Can't lie I felt misplaced because she got kids She know I'm grown now she call my phone I said I got this I seen my mom soul leave her body the day I got hit You can ask all around the city they gone tell you Twizzy got it out the mud Ain't no opp doing shit to me they gone go to sleep get it back in blood Anything I did for the streets ian need a thank you did it outta love I ain't never going back going back broke nigga now we up I been getting cash for alil minute We was just last nigga now we winning Never thought I'd make this far All the bad shit I admit it I was really tryna get away couldn't leave my past nigga I was tripping We was standing all over opps we was on top we was doing killings Who would've thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this farrrrr Who would thought I'd make it make it this far Who would thought I'd make it this far
Writer(s): Treyvione Laws Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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