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[Grandaddy Souf:]
Check this out man Yeah, f'real pimpin, it's real shit ya dig I'm chasin my muh'fuckin dream my nigga And I don't give a fuck who don't like Cause what you eat don't make me shit I was, born and raised in F-L-A Orange County, Florida; the Gunshine State See I was only 12, when momma left me on my own At age 15, I began sellin dope I must admit I got enticed by the white I caught a couple dope charges, almost fucked up my life Your boy was reckless, I was buckwild with no supervision Dancin with the devil, doin home invasions I was a hot mess, day and night not doin right I was fucked up, but I always kept God in sight And even though I was doin Satan's chores Aunts in Watts never stopped callin on the Lord (PREACH) He must have heard the sincerity in my voice (that's right) Cause he got my out the hood, by way of sports Then I relapsed and went back to the block of course Done had a change of heart and started writin hooks and bars My underground album made me a local star And I know these haters would love to see this album flop So do you, cause I'm damn sure gon' do me Ain't SHIT gon' stop Grandaddy Souf from chasin my dream... |
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