As you sit back and listen to this CD play
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It's more than an album it's my EPK
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I used to have a three point five in school
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And no, I ain't talking 'bout my GPA
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The only class I ever passed was PE, eh
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All I had to do was ball that was a easy A
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Skating in the 'lac, while grinding through the streets
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I shoulda been endorsed by DGK
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My mama had two jobs, my daddy had three
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So they couldn't make it to the PTA
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Meanwhile I'm selling work, ducking DEA
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In the bubble Caprice bumping that new BG tape
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Kept a chrome 38 just to keep me safe
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But now I'm out of state on a DC date
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Seen more hoes on tour than the PGA
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Everything I went through I appreciate
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[Hook:]
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Running these streets, selling these grams
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Made me everything I am
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Sitting in jail, in the slam
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Made me everything I am
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Thanks to the DJ's that played my jams
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Made me everything I am
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To all my friends, fans and fam
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Made me everything I am
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Yo, drop the top on the drop then I hop in it
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All eyes on me, I'm Pac'n it
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The bible said they threw stones at Christ
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Now I understand why my Jesus piece got rocks in it
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Ha, and my pockets got gwop in it
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Car so clean woulda swore I had a mop in it
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Plus a Glock give 'em shots like I bartended
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I'm too real nigga, everything is authentic
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Grind with a dark skinned bitch from Atlanta
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And she hustle for them grams, I should call her Hannah
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Ain't worried about the animosity that's obviously
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Some hatin' niggas trying to stop my velocity
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That's why I'm fitting to book a flight on Travelocity
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Cause I don't wanna have to kill this cat, curiosity
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But I ain't even that mad, cause I would hate me too if I was doing that bad
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But quit tricking on these bitches nigga stack cash
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Or go and get a job with your black ass
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Never was a gangsta, always had a mack swag
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Before Apple, my house was the mack pad
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[Hook]
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Made Me Who I Am
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| CyHi Da Prynce |
