You know
Its like
A lot of these niggas get behind this microphone
And they talk this street shit
Knowsayin
And they not tellin the whole
Fucking story about this street shit though
They fucking these young niggas up
They fucking these young nigga heads up
They got niggas thinking this shit
Peaches and cream
Which in real life, this shit ain't
Peaches and cream
Knowsayin
Its like-
They glorifying the certain parts about this shit
But they not telling the whole
Fucking story about this shit
Its ups and downs to this shit
Know talkin bout
Its like-
Niggas shed tears in this shit
Blood in this shit
Know talkin bout
So
Thats why I named my shit
"High Class Street Music"
I give niggas the whole fucking story on this shit
Niggas turn nothing into something
Some niggas don't make it out
A couple of us do
But most of us don't
You smell me?
(Drummerboy)
R.I.P to all my niggas that I done lost
And for all my niggas that goddamn locked up
We ain't forgot about you
Know talkin bout
High Class Street Music
Trappin out a mansion
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