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You know, 7220, like my Grandma address There's like a whole story I wanna get off my chest, for real Nuski stayed downstairs, the first floor under Granny crib The streets gon' be the streets, for sure, I know she hate me still Blame my cousin, nights is cool, she lost her mama, she a lady, still Granny got Alzheimer's, but I can't forget how she kept it real (TouchofTrent be wylin' with it) And now she major good (Major good) Before the opps, we was fightin' niggas inside the neighborhood Water bill was high as hell, I went next door to fill the jug Laundromat was packed, I had to grab the soap and fill a tub Three bedroom, it was eight people who lived with us I hated school but my granny made me I couldn't disrespect her 'cause my granny raised me The funeral home, they know me personally 'cause I gave 'em payments The police department, they know you personally 'cause you gave 'em statements I was seventeen, I was tryna take lil' Law case for him Daddy was doin' life, I couldn't sit outside and wait for him School sports, I couldn't really attend 'cause I couldn't pay for 'em See my Auntie Mil do it on her own, that's why I pray for her And I barely talked to my uncle, I'm talkin' 'bout my mama brothers And my daddy brother wasn't here for us, but I still love him And I love you, the only time I hurt you if you steal from me I hate the way that lil' bruh died, that's why I feel for him Yeah, them niggas know how shit'll end every time they play with Varney Letras de cancionesTook time for my first offense, I ain't have a paid attorney That's why I ain't never really pay attention every time they say they love me And I was blind to the fact my mama said they was never for me Like, how you gon' tell me you broke when I seen you play wit' money? They counted me out, they ain't even give a fuck, but I still love 'em Can you tell my sister I got her back? I still love, love you The way you say that shit on the keyboard, you gotta say it in public I'm most hated, huh? But what you hate me for? You ain't even got no real reason, 'cause I ain't gave you none I kept my mouth closed for the same hoes tryna give me some' And you better tuck your bread before they really come From Letras Mania