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Took a few years just working on me
At 25 I became a OG
Pockets getting swole like they eatin protein
But I'm giving back to the lil homies
Took a few years just working on me
At 25 I became a OG
Pockets getting swole like they eatin protein
But I'm giving back to the lil homies in
Better be home foe the streets lights
You ain't built for the street life
Oh You don't know it'll what it be like
Better be home foe the streets lights
You ain't built for the street life
Oh You don't know it'll what it be like
The homie caught a body bought a week ago
Then he hit my phone tell me he needs some dough
Take Music my music on the road
I'm bout to do a show
Just Imagine all the places that we couldn't go
Now we in that hoe
Fine hoes
Front row
Can't see the rest of em cause the blunt smoke
But you had to die to the gunsmoke
So i'm making track stars when I unload
Took a few years just working on me
At 25 I became a OG
Pockets getting swole like they eatin protein
But I'm giving back to the lil homies
Took a few years just working on me
At 25 I became a OG
Pockets getting swole like they eatin protein
But I'm giving back to the lil homies
Better be home fo the streets lights
You ain't built for the street life
Oh You don't know it'll what it be like
Better be home foe the streets lights
You ain't built for the street life
Oh You don't know it'll what it be like
WRITERS
Jonathan Roberts
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