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(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
Had to run that bitch back
I swear, once they see where a nigga come from
All of this shit that you had to go through, bruh
They don't understand (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb)
I have to die before somebody respect me

Young nigga from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lap
One false move, get whacked
Got the whole hood on his back
And it's just like that
For my niggas trapped in the trap
Pray to God we all make it back
Pray we all make it back
Gotta pray we all make it back
And I know it's wrong that I rap
But a street nigga first

Tell the crackers free Mac Deezy
Ma, look at your son, I'm on TV
They didn't believe me
Nigga went and got it off the greezy
It's hard, but I make it look easy
A crazy achievement
I don't really f*ck with no rappers
All these niggas hustling backwards
Misguiding the youth
But long as I know the truth
That's another subject for after
And I'm riding in the Rover
12 keep on trying to pull me over
Asking a nigga if I stole it
I bought it, I own it
I remember walking to school
Catching the bus early morning
Like, Ma, I ain't going
I was in the hallways roaming
But I still got my diploma, I got my diploma
Went to school all twelve years
Just to get a job selling donuts, man, that's crazy
I ain't with the minimum waging
I ain't with the modern day slavery
The f*ck is you saying?
Told the crackers, "F*ck you, pay me"
Had to tell 'em, "F*ck you, pay me"
It's back to the block
Well, I guess it's back to the block
In the streets running 'round playing hooky
And I ain't never sold no crack
But I'm so street, I can cook it

And I know it's hard to find a way
But you're bound to see brighter days
A million dollars can't change me, nigga
'Cause hard times made me, nigga
A hard grind saved me, nigga
I got it off the pavement, nigga
I got it off the pavement, my nigga

Young nigga from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap
Young nigga got the hood on his back
He got the whole hood on his back, yeah
Didn't think you'd be who you are, my nigga
Didn't think you'd take it this far, my nigga
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Give a f*ck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah

You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
For real, okay, spit that shit however you spin it, bro
'Cause a nigga built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bro, for real
Uh-uh, ayy free C5, man, grrah
We ain't forget about you, my nigga
Grindin', baby
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(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
Had to run that bitch back
I swear, once they see where a nigga come from
All of this shit that you had to go through, bruh
They don't understand (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb)
I have to die before somebody respect me

Young nigga from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lap
One false move, get whacked
Got the whole hood on his back
And it's just like that
For my niggas trapped in the trap
Pray to God we all make it back
Pray we all make it back
Gotta pray we all make it back
And I know it's wrong that I rap
But a street nigga first

Tell the crackers free Mac Deezy
Ma, look at your son, I'm on TV
They didn't believe me
Nigga went and got it off the greezy
It's hard, but I make it look easy
A crazy achievement
I don't really f*ck with no rappers
All these niggas hustling backwards
Misguiding the youth
But long as I know the truth
That's another subject for after
And I'm riding in the Rover
12 keep on trying to pull me over
Asking a nigga if I stole it
I bought it, I own it
I remember walking to school
Catching the bus early morning
Like, Ma, I ain't going
I was in the hallways roaming
But I still got my diploma, I got my diploma
Went to school all twelve years
Just to get a job selling donuts, man, that's crazy
I ain't with the minimum waging
I ain't with the modern day slavery
The f*ck is you saying?
Told the crackers, "F*ck you, pay me"
Had to tell 'em, "F*ck you, pay me"
It's back to the block
Well, I guess it's back to the block
In the streets running 'round playing hooky
And I ain't never sold no crack
But I'm so street, I can cook it

And I know it's hard to find a way
But you're bound to see brighter days
A million dollars can't change me, nigga
'Cause hard times made me, nigga
A hard grind saved me, nigga
I got it off the pavement, nigga
I got it off the pavement, my nigga

Young nigga from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap
Young nigga got the hood on his back
He got the whole hood on his back, yeah
Didn't think you'd be who you are, my nigga
Didn't think you'd take it this far, my nigga
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Give a f*ck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah

You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
For real, okay, spit that shit however you spin it, bro
'Cause a nigga built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bro, for real
Uh-uh, ayy free C5, man, grrah
We ain't forget about you, my nigga
Grindin', baby
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Writer: Aaron Owuor Tago, Hagan Lange, Kyre Trask, Rod Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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