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[Intro] Ahhhhhh... x2 Yo, uh, yo, yo [Verse] Getting highed up with my friends Grinding for them ends I was tryna find a way to turn my bike into a Benz Was dead broke, I ain't have no pot to piss And now I'm up, a nigga damn near rich I wouldn't sleep from the first to the fifth I couldn't let the mill's get away We getting paid trying to get up My life was so different growing up Niggas played with toys, I played with pistols growing up You can pray to whoever but, shit, pops was showing up Back up this .40, I bet you your pockets open up Niggas talking that street shit, but they ain't done enough Niggas talking that G shit, but they ain't one of us Man, I used to go to school with cocaine on the bus I used to go to school with cocaine in a brush Uh, see, the street shit done taught me enough [Outro] I try to live my life, man Real shit That school shit, man, that shit ain't for me, man 'Cause I was rich in high school Took licks in high school Hit licks in high school Nigga, this my school I ran Lafayette, I kept a .40 in my locker Run up on me at lunch, I woulda shot ya, uh, yo You run up on me at lunch, I woulda shot ya