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[talking]
[Lil` Flip] In elementary I used crayons, even chalk I learned to count money before I could read and talk And my mama told me son, you need to shine I couldn`t stand at the back, I had to lead the line I use to make good grades, but I talked in class In middle school I was late when I walked in class I the teacher ran a aron, I taught the class And what I didn`t know, I was about to ask And just because I played ball, I got easy grades And when I turned 13, I got even fades Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree`s and J`s But all my parents cared about, was B`s and A`s In high school, I picked up my pen and pad I had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or Jag I had to get it on my own, I couldn`t depend on dad I had to grow up too fast, but then I`m glad Because the stuff I know now, I wouldn`t believe it The main goals that I set, I wouldn`t achieve it I`d probably be locked up, or running the streets I`d probably wouldn`t have platinum, in front of my teeth I`d probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar I`d probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder But instead, I`m making bread legal dough Going to church and staying away from these evil hoes [Chorus - 2x] You only got one life, you better do what you can Cause when you turn thirteen, you are a man And I can`t be broke so I`ma rock the crowd It`s up to me, I gotta make my mama proud [Lil` Flip] There`s a place called heaven and a place called hell There`s a place called freedom and a place called jail And if you go to jail, they gone treat you bad Take your commissary, and beat you bad So I`m staying out of trouble, I`m chasing my dream I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens I`m blowing up, your little boy making it happen I`m not selling dope mama, I`m making it rapping So when you go to sleep at night, you know I`m safe Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case Like yesterday, my partner went to jail And he ain`t coming home until he fifty seven He nineteen, so you do the math I got smart, man, I choose to rap So when I grow up, my kids can have a good life That`s all I wrote, y`all have good night [Chorus] [ad-libs]
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