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I’m from a spot where you don’t have to worry about gettin’ shot, much less gettin’ robbed
As a kid, Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems was just my excuse not to get a job
I never finished college, no, just a high school scholar
Never been a baller, makin’ blue collar dollars
Holler if your not into gangs or gun busting
You sell crack, I work construction. Who’s hustlin’?
Pass the Dutch some and let me take a breathe of battle MC’s
Scared of me like they fakin’ death
Take a step back, let me kick a flow
Been doin’ it since 5th grade, workin’ on my pick and roll
I’m so real you could put me on a fishin’ pole
Kids biting me like they mutha fuckin’ [peekaroo]
I got the sickest flow, until my plan fails, you can find Cam on his grind like a hand rail
STAND STILL!!
I got skill, tryin’ to make some skrill, gotta pay my bill
Stand Still!
Like I was robbin’ a [d-bank], holdin’ down the street tank, listenin’ to P-Dank
STILL!
I remain stayin’ true, no game plan, gotta pay my dues, and STILL!
There ain’t no doubt, man, keep shootin’ for the stars, I’ll be climbin’ up this mountain
It’s been a dream of mine, I don’t need a rap but to redefine on why we read these lines
I’m from the, streets that be – free of crime
We got at least a million mutha fuckin’ trees to climb
I only rap to for the peace of mind, the cheese and wine have never been my reasons why
Nowadays, a rapper with some decent rhymes, ain’t exactly what I consider an easy find
Just because saggin’ jeans is a [skeezsublime], don’t make me a gangsta or a 'G’ nor [dried]
In fact, I’m a weed smokin’, peaceful guy
Doesn’t mean I’m the type with a feeble spine
If advice is what ya need then, hah..
I’ll just say, „Always look back at what ya leave behind.”
But enough with those E’s and I’s
I’mma hit 16, drop the mic, say, „Peace! Good Night!!”
STAND STILL!!
I got skill, tryin’ to make some skrill, gotta pay my bill
Stand Still!
Like I was robbin’ a [d-bank], holdin’ down the street tank, listenin’ to P-Dank
STILL!
I remain stayin’ true, no game plan, gotta pay my dues, and STILL!
There ain’t no doubt, man, keep shootin’ for the stars, I’ll be climbin’ up this mountain
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