[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
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I was on the block right, wasn't in my right mind
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Just a young nigga, hustlin', tryna get mines
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Movin' with the 9 double m
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Niggas like "You don't really wanna fuck with him"
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Yeah, young teenager, 'fatuated with paper
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Yeah I had to get it, cause momma, she wasn't able
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Black and white TV set, no cable
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Forties in the fridge, chicken noodles on the table
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I wasn't born with a silver spoon
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Child of the ghetto, raised off a different tune
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Watchin' Bob Barker in my living room
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If "The Price Was Right", I could get you a whole living room
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Yeah, them was my gutter ways back in the gutter days
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No education, but the gutter pays
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Through it all came a long way
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From sellin' the yay', fist fights to gun play
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Back then
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[Chorus:]
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Sittin' on the block and I'm doin' bad
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Dreaming about the things that I never had
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Got me thinking to myself "I gotta get it man"
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You can play if you want, I'm gon' get it man
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I say, all my life I've known
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One day eventually I'll blow
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[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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Yeah
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Times is torn as it is
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That's why I got guns, and my guns got kids
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That's why I be goin' so tough on them hoes
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I play my own hand, I don't shuffle or fold
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Fuck with a nigga, let go fuck with some hoes
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Hear them bitches screamin' like they stuck in a hole
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I am not a deamon, but was once a lost soul
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'Til I found myself a block away from the cross road
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I have, outgrown the fishbowl
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And I'm on my feet like a fuckin insole
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Yeah it may hurt like a fuckin' left no
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But it's "fuck the world", like a fuckin nympho
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And we spend dough, cause we make more
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And I make sure, when I say so
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It's Jay Rock and Weezy, need I say more
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Closeline the beat tear, DB I say flow
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Yeah
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[Chorus:]
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Sittin' on the block and I'm doin' bad
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Dreaming about the things that I never had
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Got me thinking to myself "I gotta get it man"
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You can play if you want, I'm gon' get it man
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I say, all my life I've known
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One day eventually I'll blow
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[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
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Jay Rock, still that same O.G.
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I ain't tryna see the grave or the penitentary
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Everyday living, tryna stay on my feet
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Even though a nigga paid, but my heart in the streets
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See my dogs I'm a beast, so hard on these beats
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So my family can eat, I'll be damned if I see
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No income, here come Jay Rock, they know crack music
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Drug kingpin flow, oh
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[Lil Wayne:]
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Kingpin hoe, need I say more
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Your family could die, when I say go (go)
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Green light green light, whatcha green like?
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Before ya size me up, get the seam right
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And I just hop in the phantom when I'm being nice
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Cause drivin' slow in the Lam', it doesn't seem right
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Yeah, and I remember them long nights
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Livin' the wrong life, but I made that wrong right
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Weezy!
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[Bridge:]
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All the struggling
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All it does is keep my hustling, oh my
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[Chorus:]
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Sittin' on the block and I'm doin' bad
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Dreaming about the things that I never had
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Got me thinking to myself "I gotta get it man"
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You can play if you want, I'm gon' get it man
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I say, all my life I've known
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One day eventually I'll blow
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All My Life (In The Ghetto)
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| Jay Rock |
