juggin'

i used to bump royal t on the way to my pops crib on the east

glock.9 tucked 'cause ain't no love in these streets

west side nigga like double locs used to be

unified nigga

that's how it's supposed to be

i am the keeper of my brother from another

birth from the struggle

same goals

just divided by street codes

streets cold

hope this heat up the soul

reach for your goals like you reach for the stars

uh

i weigh the odds like

nigga fuck the hand i was dealt

i'm just that nigga from the four that wanted more for himself

went from big wheels to coupe de villes

from cap guns

now we shoot to live

hope we survive 'cause tomorrow got to do it big

my nigga

huggies ain't cheap and my mama need a bigger crib

my nigga

huggies ain't cheap and my mama need a bigger crib

'cause we juggin' out the hole in the wall

mama used to tell me never get yourself involved

still niggas last time i recall

so my daddy showed a nigga how to

how to

jug up out the hole in the wall

mama used to tell me never get yourself involved

still niggas last time i recall

so my daddy showed a nigga how to

how to

jug up out the hole in the wall

mama used to tell me never get yourself involved

still niggas last time i recall

so my daddy showed a nigga how to

how to

see

i remember days i felt like i ain't exist

'specially with the thought of never amounting to shit

can't seem to see eye to eye

intuition like fuck your problems

what's a dollar to a mutha fucka if he don't make it out alive

yo nigga

i gotta thrive

but that's my only option

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