Doughboy (Explicit)

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You know I was just lookin' at some s**t today man
I posted on my Instagram I was like eighteen on the block freestylin'
And I would of never thought that this s**t'd ever get me here to this point
But I don't really know how 'cause a n***a did everything and put the work in to get where I'm at now
Where I'm 'posed to be you know so this s**t was written for real man
Now we really rich
Before rich we was with the s**ts
Straight up
With full clips we could never miss
I spent years in a whip with Chris
I drop tears when I reminisce but I ain't Doughboy
I rap gangster like I'm O'Shea
40K a show s**t been kinda slow yet I'm still okay
Crib more lavish why I never send my lawyer away
Live like I got platinum plaques and I ain't with my gold today
Farm a
：Glizzy in his name but I still got his throwaway
'Member I was frustrated rain rain go away
Now I want a hundred 'cause a million ain't no dough today
Wake up in L A I'm like Now how my day gon' go today
Think about your son he made my angry days go away
Profit to his savings I just gave a whole show away
Uh huh
Soon as you don't have nowhere to go God gon' show a way
Just show some faith take it like a soldier even soldiers pray
It's no coincidence I'm from the land of the dead
Blood on the pavement hands on ya head
Some of us won't make it out that's what my mommy said
Nobody saw shots the block watched his body bled uh
Mama still cryin' on the scene she can't even leave
Whole hood immune to murder we can't even grieve
Ain't nobody else cryin' 'cause this the life of a heathen
But his little brother now he got a trick up his sleeve
He got a grip on that b***h he better ran up on a n***a
Got a chip on his shoulder he ready to stand over a n***a
If your bro die in them streets is you gon' give him pity
Or you gon' make the hood red you gon' paint the city
I'm ready to slide all night I hope you still with me
We willin' to get through situations when it get real sticky
I'm ready to make his mama cry she gon' have to feel with me
I'm ready to catch his brother lackin' we gotta kill Ricky
I'm just a product of some s**t
If you look at the map we was at the bottom of that b***h
Kids growin' up like this they don't think there's a problem with that s**t
All they know where I'm from n***a if you starvin' hit a lick
Or right robbery get you rich
But we was hustlin' on my strip
Ain't have no big homies give us nothin' ain't have s**t
Inherited wars ain't know how to survive but we did it
I can tell you stories from the start to the finish
Super savage we was livin' n***a
Gang s**t you know gang s**t we d**n near started that man
Seven nine S's block to block
Know we was young n***as that was savage early
Did the impossible s**t n***as thought we couldn't do wouldn't do
We did it ten times over man
But you know that