.Came up on this ghetto street, no choice but to carry heat
Ainât nothing staring me, apparently, till they bury me
Iâm serving, working, Chevy hugging this curb and
Got to watch out for them jackers cause you know they stay lurking
And they itching to plot a scheme, but I won.
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