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No ego trippin', just growin' old All up when I'm feelin' cold 'Cause pain up on my soul seems to be all I feel Watchin' my family fall apart, was all I never wanted to see 'Cause I got love for one another I'd kill for my only brother, even though he might be wrong At times I'm gon' do what I got to do to come through every scary moment Just brought us closer which kept us down Remember them days when southwest Atlanta wasn't even 'round So out the reds to wet it And say they actin' brains, relaxin' And steady stackin' and pistol packin' And trackin' is tired I set it off! I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' lil' peewees Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to mess up my re-up money" See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no more Now I hit the store, when the lace get old I wear Calhoun jeans 'cause I don't like Calvin I relate to my folks To make you think this 'bout my third album This supposed to be the times when the moon and the sky turn purple So watch this full circle Black wire touch red Red wire touch black Me and Big Slate got this drop wit some gator backs And I'm thinkin' 'bout how much I make He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the tapes Ya know what I'm sayin' Who gives a damn about catchin' a charge It's been a while since I seen my boys One time for my potnas who got out today Back on the grind, did that time, got that hide-away Okay (that's right) I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away It done got so quiet now, I can here a rat piss On cotton, one apple sport the whole Barrel rotten


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