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If I could live a second life
What would I rewind?
What would I declare?
All that I've survived
Niggas got too much pride
They're all willing to die
******* are comprised
That's why she wanna line me up
He pouring lots of Henny
In his double Cup
How come you never really
Ready but you run it up
Me I never had a penny
But I had a thought
Me I had to walk Two lives
Lemme show you outside
Niggas gonna ride he a little terrified
He don't show it in his eyes
Cah he's going outside
Deep in his mind he's not ready t
O die but he's used
To this life lemme show you inside
Was never really nice
No mummy in my life
Had to fight survive
With my burddas inside
Never had a penny
But I had a thought
Lemme show you
How to walk to lives inside
Miss said that I wouldn't be a thing
And Mum said
******* mum left
I saw my sis break sweat
Keep the fam fed
But that couldn't prevent
All this damn mess
Now I got all of this pressure
In my Damm head
Type of **** to make me
Cut off all these damn skets
Little hotty man
I'm really really sorry
But I gotta make a killing out a hobby
So I'm rocking up like JME
In 15 can you keep up
He's a *****
And I can see his demeanour
Realised that life's gonna be
I can join the dark
Or I depart as a leader
South is loud
And body bags is a feature
Council house
And rug rats getting beat up
These are the things
That I take to the chin
The things that I'm caging
Within when I go outside
Niggas gonna ride
He a little terrified he don't show
It in his eyes cah he's going outside
Deep in his mind he's not ready
To die but he's used
To this life lemme show you inside
Was never really nice
No mummy in my life
Had to fight survive
With my burddas inside
Never had a penny
But I had a thought
Lemme show you
How to walk to lives inside
I'm outside with the clique I'm outside
He's outside
With the blick he's outside
He never chose the life
But he's still inside the life
Yeah, this the type of ****
That make a brudda wanna cry
Gang banging suicide
You're on the wrong side
So he's doing homocide
Ain't nobody tell him
That he two lives got bagged
For the glide now he going inside
Cyanide, yeah it's poison
Getting kicked
To the curb for your noise'n
They threw the kids out
The pram, kept the toys in
The kids came back saying
Who let the boys in
Who let the boys in?
Who let the Boys in?
Who let the boys in?
Who let the Boys in?
Who let the boys in?
Who let the Boys in?
Who let the boys in?
Who let the Boys in?
