Good Kid
C-Lance, Merkules
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(Come on, man, stop playin') Look My mama tried to raise a good kid (good kid), but look at what the hood did Grew up with the bad guys, now I'm doing good shit Blacks on blacks, there's no way I ever could miss Look, my mama tried to raise a, look I know she really tried her best at it Had a glimpse of the streets and that was when I got obsessed with it Look inside my mind and you can see the stress I wrestle with My big homies did a couple favors, like don't mention it Got my first etch-a-sketch and all I drew was dollar signs Got my first Rolex and I felt like I was Father Time On the grind, didn't give a f*ck and never swallowed pride Make money, take money, I might leave your pockets dry (Gimme that) This shit is crazy, but I'm looking back Left that shit alone, now I push tracks Like I'm cookin' crack My money green and my gold is white and my hoodie's black And like a baby in a car seat, we fully strapped I was a good kid, I guess I just had bad habits 3XL G-Unit jersey on with my pants saggin' Back when I used to put chips inside of my ham sandwich Now there's nine bedrooms and a mansion where you can't stand it My mama tried to raise a good kid (good kid), but look at what the hood did Grew up with the bad guys, now I'm doing good shit Black strong flax, there's no way I ever could miss Kickin' down the doors, I just had to get my foot in My mama tried to raise a good kid (good kid), but look at what the hood did Grew up with the bad guys, now I'm doing good shit Black strong flax, there's no way I ever could miss Kickin' down the doors, I just had to get my foot in I finally got a bed frame for that mattress on the floor I finally got a big bus for when I have to go on tour And I feel like I'm the plug the way they asking me for more All these rappers are my sons and soon you'll have to do your chore My whole team is full of gentlemen, we reaping all the benefits I'll battle y'all at once just to see what your potential is This rap shit is a breeze to me, you see it seems so effortless Old school like Snoop D-O-double G and Sega Genesis I got money, but I cook my macaroni with the hot dogs still They want smoke, that's how the hotbox feel It's like the fridge don't work, the way I got no chill And just like some fake titties, y'all are not that real Back then you couldn't get a sip if you don't chip in It was only seven bucks for that 40 or bolding A pack of smokes and a zip of weed, we're always on the side Murk mobbin', that's for life, what can I say? My mama tried to raise a good kid (good kid), but look at what the hood did Grew up with the bad guys, now I'm doing good shit Black strong flax, there's no way I ever could miss Kickin' down the doors, I just had to get my foot in My mama tried to raise a good kid (good kid), but look at what the hood did Grew up with the bad guys, now I'm doing good shit Black strong flax, there's no way I ever could miss Kickin' down the doors, I just had to get my foot in
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