Seen It All

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I wanna make it out, I come from the gutter where police be staking out

That's why I be thinkin' how imma add some commas to my bank account

But still, I'm rappin' like I never touched a dollar bill

This for them nights that I ain't have a meal

And I ain't talkin' bout a million dollars, I'm talkin' bout some food

I went from hustlin' to workin' a job, I shoulda stayed in school

But I was more preoccupied wit chasin' pussy, gettin' high, buyin' kicks and gettin' fly

I swore that shit was cool

But see, now imma grown man, I done changed my whole plans