[00:22.53]Mama told me stay away from them niggas
[00:24.53]Mama told me she had a K for them niggas
[00:27.16]Mama told me she go to pay for them niggas
[00:29.52]While my grandmother told me that she would pray for them niggas
[00:32.01]They just young black and ignorant
[00:33.56]Lusting over models and the Benjamins
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[00:35.78]Got the game twisted like what? licorice
[00:37.89]When I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
[00:40.32]She was looking for me, pulled up in that Old El Dorado
[00:42.81]I was running around with Chase, chasing new black wheels
[00:44.74]Why would I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
[00:47.57]But I use that still cause I won't do that deal
[00:50.04]Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
[00:52.80]What did I learn? Nothing
[00:53.79]My papa smoking sherm blunts and
[00:55.36]Beating on my moms like her head was a percussion
[00:58.03]Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your window
[01:00.40]She said there would be days like this, Pharrell, drop the instrumental
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[01:13.73]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from
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[01:33.59]Crack a Swisher, crack a 5th up
[01:35.28]Hennessy pouring like Niagara Falls
[01:36.58]Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to ball
[01:38.57]Moms working late night, to get a plate right
[01:40.44]Had some older brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
[01:42.68]Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't play right
[01:45.53]Some niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play type
[01:48.09]Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
[01:50.83]Working on my dip-game, now nobody wanna box me
[01:53.57]Pick and choose, stick and move
[01:55.42]So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night news
[01:58.23]But not my mama's song, going around the hood serving customers
[02:01.06]She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
[02:03.68]What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've trusted her
[02:05.97]Wish I had a shovel, be digging both of my brothers up
[02:08.66]Like "here hug em ma, one last time"
[02:10.95]Put a chain on both of them niggas, they get one last shine
[02:13.83]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from
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[02:34.32]Put down, recognize your a block king cause it's my town
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[02:36.59]Word to my mother you can throw up your rock now
[02:39.10]Got off the beef shit cause I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
[02:41.60]Right there, crying over hard facts
[02:44.21]Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her house back
[02:46.70]Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can have whatever
[02:49.69]Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
[02:52.94]So RIP to Coretta, if you don't understand that
[02:55.36]Then refer to my letter, while I sprinkle
[02:57.15]Niggas with platinum, from my last album
[02:59.22]Got the check, so I signed on the X like Malcolm
[03:01.69]Riding through the hood, you hating niggas like "how come? "
[03:04.55]That niggas Game got it, heard he selling talcum
[03:06.79]Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the outcome
[03:09.38]You might not like it, but my mama psychic
[03:11.73]Why you niggas twisted like the top of a Sidekick?
[03:14.66]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from