Ok, where should I start?
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Closing on the block, Darwin, I see the narcs
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Oh, na, that's too far, lemme take you back some more
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I was 'bout my school closing, 'bout my first half ho
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My granddaddy sold a lil' crack, I was broke
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Fucked his plans and I went in a lil' bit of that
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I'm the supplier
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Bagging up 8-balls while I miss the wire
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Used to hide my rear up in the basement by the tires
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I remember it like yesterday
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I got a few complaints, I needed better yay
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No expensive jeans yet, no benny place
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With my stack, you should have seen the bitches
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I was selling rocks all day 'round the clock
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Dropped out of school, shit, I'm posted on the block
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Fighting with my family er'time I came home
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Said I need to get a job, but there wasn't none near, not the other dough
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(Hook)
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Dough money blowing all my lines
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Forget about chores and let me get mines
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Watch face flooded, I can barely tell the time
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This shit amaze me, shit, I used to sell dimes
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I used to sell dimes!
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(Verse)
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In the call blowing in my hands, freezer
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Tell the snow tryna cross a couple of grands
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Was selling balls, but a nigga didn't have a back
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I had to sell 40 youngs just to see a Benz
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Even holidays I was dis supply the yay
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Still fiughting with the fam, boy, you just like your dad
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My granny wanted me to be an old artist
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But I got this doctor mask on, making blow stretch
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Riding on the freeway, heart beating in my throat
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Cause I got no eels in my trunk full of dough
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A pistol on my weist, I didn't trust those niggas
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They try to rob me?! I had to bust them niggas
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Didn;t let a nigga get my shit like a lame
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End your sack lane, you might as well quit the game
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Couple of niggas fold some cheese up and play a fowl taker
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Fuck them niggas up, ball hard on their hallway
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(Hook)
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Use To Sell Dimes
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Doughboyz Cashout |