Just tellin my story.....feel me...



Growing up as a Teen
I never gave a fuck bout anything but the Green
Have so many dreams and schemes balling in league with no teams
Just Myself and the Wealth
smoking so much weed and not think about my Health
wanting to hit Dimes that is Older
committing Crimes and being put in cells that was Colder
I need a Shoulder to lean On no one I can Trust
I had to be Strong on my own kicking up Dust
Rocking copper chains in until they Rust
I had to Sin shit I remember a time when I was broker then Aladdin
This is not a fuckin poem or a hiphop verse
It’s our life it’s our curse
Nothing going straight everything occurs in dark curve
Tell me how you Win with bare Feet
fuck representing the Street
I'am just trying to make money while playing with verbs
I am not egoistic but I know am superb
I have to Eat First then I will get to my people-s Thirst
In between these raps I Juggle and the Hussle
always getting in Trouble
most Parents can understand the teen Struggle
because that’s just away of most our Life
but we show each other love like a husband show his Wife
shit who understand what Im Saying
I clown a lot but now im not Playing
and In the holy month of Ramadan bout time we start Praying


shit quickly done...............Peep Critism needed....

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im feeling it man

^^^^^^^^Thnx UPPUN

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a'ight.. the fact that you said : "wanting to hit Dimes that is Older
committing Crimes and being put in cells that was Colder ".. made me wonder.. did u want to commit he crimes and be in cells or just the dime part? lol.. anyway, it was pretty good for a quick piece.. dawg me and you need to collab on a piece 1 time.. or me and enig. with u and someone from warlords... holla back let me know...

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