Uh,momma said that i was destined,grandma said that I was special,I was just an adadlecent
Looking up the dope,selling all the coke
Feelings following the cove
Og had the og paster oz, Imma bring it flip it till its gone
Me,Cody killa at the pharmacy,provided streets what do you want
Homie said that I was running from it that I was just a rebel with a lost soul
I was trying to run my bands up and the gold rollie with the six-four
Impala passin trouble top model pass the urban pot the bottle
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