I'ma tell ya a story comin' straight from tha real,
I used to deal wit' cold killas no face, no heel,
Slangin' crack to custy's, otha niggas quick to rush me,
Cops got gully leavin' my niggas all bloody,
21st & Cal is where it went down,
I sold sac by sac but might as well been pounds,
'Cuz I made mad loot sellin' death to bums,
Twenty minutes come I hit em wit' anotha one,
Workin' on beats, writin' on rhymes,
And at tha same time servin' drug dishes to anotha mind,
Thirty in my crew, mad L's and brew,
A Night Ryda than, but now I'm just truth,
Manny turned to Knaledg1 in a short frame,
But fuck tha fame I just care bout my name,
Just read between tha lines and y'all undastand my brain.
One.

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