[Verse : T-Pain]
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One day I woke up and everything around me was broke up
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Family couldn't handle me so I go smoke up
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And go right back at sleeping dream about bringing my folk up
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Without the chocker , oh oh
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Was I even ready for the hand I was dealt
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Was I even ready to the man that I be felt
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Tryin' to get on my grind let me tighten in my belt
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Spit this shit from my heart make the microphone melt
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I grew up in the area where ain't nobody scared of ya
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But when you hit the club niggas watch and niggas scared as fuck
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Don't nobody wanna be here but they ain't got no choice
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And er'body wanna be heard without a voice
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If you don't speak up I can't hear over these speakers
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I did what I had to do and I'm rocking double rolls royce
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But I wouldn't have it if it wasn't for the streets
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And these motherfucking beats
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[Hook]
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Man I've been handling for too long I miss my city
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And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me
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I was born and raised
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Made in pain, lost in the game,insane
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In the streets dollar after dollar I'm spending
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I never can forget out the beginning
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'Cause nigga I was born and raised
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Made in pain, lost in the game,insane
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In the streets
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[Verse : Young Cash]
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I never worked a 9 to 5 what do it feel like
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I run these streets getting money crutching that street tight shit
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So listen close 'cause all I tell is the ghetto stories
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'Cause niggas die for nothing so that stick is mandatory
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'Cause in the projects is no love, no heat no rub
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Ain't tryin' to be doctor and no lawyers just more thugs
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And they ain't tryin' to buy the kids books just more drugs
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Tell them their future ain't right, they be like "so what?"
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But who am I to try to point the finger
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'Cause I done sold everything under the sun that y'all niggers can think of
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And no regret all because the streets saved me
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But Lord knows this ain't the road that my mama paved me
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You get tired of looking over your shoulder
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You get tired of your mama crying over and over
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You gotta take the bad with the good though
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Yeah I made it out, but I'm still in the hood though
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[Hook x2]
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Man I've been handling for too long I miss my city
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And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me
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I was born and raised
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Made in pain, lost in the game,insane
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In the streets dollar after dollar I'm spending
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I never can forget out the beginning
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'Cause nigga I was born and raised
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Made in pain, lost in the game,insane
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In the streets
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Streets Saved Me
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| T-Pain |
