I came up in the hood, infested with teenage hustlers
Street
You got to get ya cut get a coke make
Gurl fuck that nigga, Sean, he ain't bout shit anyway
Allwayz
It ain't no converhation
Bitch no dimistration
Get the fuck up out
My shorty done cut me loose
She say she don't want
Yeah, all in my face feelin' me
All in my face
HATERSSSSSSSSSS
Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes
Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke,
Stay up
Hold ya head up
It's hell in the streets boy
Hold
Field Mob, I'm Shawn J and him, that's Bulldog
I represent
I'm ready to flee to a better place
Go West, South
I'm so sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man
Two times, comin up, and I feel you and I
