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Checks clearing we need some more weapons

More money bring more problems nigga an more lessons

Im from Annapolis we came up in da poor sections

Now we fly an live in da future, nigga like George Jetson

Old head said I got a excellent style

He told me keep goin hard nigga repping it loud

When he was locked he said he used to bring his weapon to chow

A nigga violate he giving niggas technical fouls

Used to play the block it was all about the clientel

You needed heart an the ability to buy an sell

Kept it grimey couldn't do it an be fly as well

Hiding that i hustle from fam like only time a tell

This flow here bring me back to first day

Nine gave me three bags sold them all in the first play

Was thirteen years old an was broke in the worse way

Bywater where im from you can call it my birthplace

Niggaz want you do the leg work, then pull up when you shining

Snake niggaz biggest talent be impeccable with timing

See a real OG he respectable with guidance

Pistol loaded just incase i cant kill them with dis kindness

Oh you still broke well the situation you

A bum or hard times differentiate the two

You a gangster well… how did you initiate ya crew

Respect.. think you deserve it , then reciprocate it too

Was homeless so its nights i had sleep on the floor

Vacant houses we would break in & creep in through the door

Just for a place to chill at, many cant even feel that

You know Maintenance stay slacking so now its place we deal at

Was a younging when i grabbed my first onion an i bagged it up

Money started coming so we added it up we grabbing up

Older nigga money slowing down they getting mad with us

Had to go get it on my own we turn to scavengers