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Alabama

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Alabama

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- Yeah, I Started in the womb,i was kicking shit Star in the room ,i'm picking tricks Niggas copy my move', i think i need a stick They do what i do,man i did that shit Fuck it if i'm rude,i don't need chick Tuck it in with glue, never been to beach Even Sky's blue, niggas chace a peach Don't wanna catch flue, or even catch em feelings - If you pass the MIC ,imma rap on it Maybe roll a j, make a class on it Tunnel vision stuck,man i work on it Words 255,y'all cracked on it No one said a word ,til they heard from me Downloaded beat, y'all were impressed by it I didn't say much, they got depressed by it Got half of the crew, i still rap and shit Write, ‘Fuck a class and cut grass Bring the whole bottle and keep the glass’ I used to rap shit and that's the past Bitch i'm that kid,who don't impress I just made a speech man wheres the press Like i'm tryna win,i wont let em pass i want money,weed more nothing less What's the difference, yung nigga made a mass - Is this a wedding, no cause i've seen a hearse Count my blessing', no one ever gave me curse LIfe a lesson, aunt once been a nurse Mama not rich, but i fetch her purse,ay'! How can i win, while i still run to class How much do i loose ,if I skip a class I'm Puss in boots,y'all pussycats I just pussyfoot, how y'all lackin facts - I ain't dumb as i look,i'm intelligent Write a life book, make it diligent Judged me by looks,damn you're ignorant Spread it like news,make it accident Boy i'm the proof, gang is evidence Fuck em rapping rules, i don't represent On some gang move, til we're residents Foot on the paddle,til we become neighbors with the president - Since Sam sang , i rap then I want the whole thing, i'm on the mic stand I know we all slang, but we can't hang So we all rap,but i don't cap Quit the whole thing,and be fan You know how i ran, like my phone rang We ain't gang-gang,we can't hang You ain't gang-gang, you can't hang [•]

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