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I came from the bottom up I know a lot of boys, you stop 'em on the street (Yeah) God damn it! (Ay, ay) They askin' where you from Our family never had enough (Ay, yo) Every time you quittin' If I had enough I be like, "I'm from nowhere" Listen, everything I leave to this world Still movin' onward, you say you from nowhere now (Uh) Is for these ghetto boys and girls (Ay, yo, ay, yo) Right now I'm with the young boys Ayo, and they convince us to adopt lies 'til the stock rise While the vultures try and push the culture counter-clockwise Got us lickin' shots at one another for Popeyes Niggas rock-climb, try and come out on the top side I mean the top of the food chain, fuck a top five My fears is fuelin' my mood swings like the Mach Five What's the reason I just got high? I forgot why Another day, another Glock fired, like we're not tired Hollow men in the wasteland like T. S. Eliot Spear stickin' out of the flesh of a fresh elephant News comin' out in the press and they just relish it When your hope's shattered in stress, you say, "To hell with it" This is for my young boys in them gun wars Letras de cancionesOut here on their going dumb jawn on the front lawn Trying to break the long arm of the law, that hunts for 'em Bettin' lives on the luck of that draw, we want more, nigga Everything I leave to this world Still movin' on boy, nigga We not human, we at war, nigga It's for these ghetto boys and girls Listen, listen, listen, listen From Letras Mania