D-Z-U-B-Z
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Im just sittin here chillin, lookin back on all the sh1t ive gotten into, and the trouble im still gettin into, and i havent really been writin lately so i was thinkin id see if we cant start up a little bit of 'storytellin' if u will. if yall r keepin it real wit ya raps than i know yall have been in some sh1t, small or big, it dont matter. let me take u thru my world for a minute, get a lil upclose and personal and yall take it from there. where yall been/wut u done/wut u seen??lets see if we can get som'n goin.....
Back in the day, i smashed for the pay way harder than i do now/
in those times yall never saw me with less than 2 Thou/
or less than 2 pounds, back to back sacks, always smokin/
not realizin darker days and harder ways were approachin/
i still cant figure out where the fuk all my money went/
determined to get it back triple-fold of the money spent/
gettin crazy becomin shady, i had to get that bread fast/
collect cash and a head stash until i let my death pass/
so i laced up, all black, black hat and a ski mask/
fittin to jack dude in his crib like "WHERE THE FUKS THE WEED AT?"/
til i got that phone call, "Hey Cutty you comin?"/
"This fool i know's about to leave, and we about to run in"/
now remember im from a place fulla squares, no gang streets/
but if you got pounds out here, then definitley you swang heat/
yet knowin this, aint none of us brought nothin, our First Mistake/
hoppin over the back gate, with garbage bags for the weight/
takin handfuls at a time, not payin attention to the back door/
look over and see some dude holdin somthin on the back porch/
FUK!!, i cant believe it, but fa Damn sho not gettin caught slippin/
please believe your boy D was out as i saw him pop the clip-in/
POP! POP! but i aint sure if they were gunshots or my heart burstin/
but he aint gettin a still target, i hit fences, my lungs hurtin/
but Damn i almost got it, tryin to make off with these narcotics/
takin everything you GOT-B!TCH, Fuk it, next topic/
i got plenty more stories to tell, even that one was a lil longer than i left it, but my shifts over, so until tomorrow yall.
Back in the day, i smashed for the pay way harder than i do now/
in those times yall never saw me with less than 2 Thou/
or less than 2 pounds, back to back sacks, always smokin/
not realizin darker days and harder ways were approachin/
i still cant figure out where the fuk all my money went/
determined to get it back triple-fold of the money spent/
gettin crazy becomin shady, i had to get that bread fast/
collect cash and a head stash until i let my death pass/
so i laced up, all black, black hat and a ski mask/
fittin to jack dude in his crib like "WHERE THE FUKS THE WEED AT?"/
til i got that phone call, "Hey Cutty you comin?"/
"This fool i know's about to leave, and we about to run in"/
now remember im from a place fulla squares, no gang streets/
but if you got pounds out here, then definitley you swang heat/
yet knowin this, aint none of us brought nothin, our First Mistake/
hoppin over the back gate, with garbage bags for the weight/
takin handfuls at a time, not payin attention to the back door/
look over and see some dude holdin somthin on the back porch/
FUK!!, i cant believe it, but fa Damn sho not gettin caught slippin/
please believe your boy D was out as i saw him pop the clip-in/
POP! POP! but i aint sure if they were gunshots or my heart burstin/
but he aint gettin a still target, i hit fences, my lungs hurtin/
but Damn i almost got it, tryin to make off with these narcotics/
takin everything you GOT-B!TCH, Fuk it, next topic/
i got plenty more stories to tell, even that one was a lil longer than i left it, but my shifts over, so until tomorrow yall.
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