Wazzam wit it.
I'm Killa, you can prolly guess why.
I'm 23
Imma dread street nigga dat'll take yo life with one shot.
A lotta people think I'm too pretty to be in the streets, but the streets raised me. That's all I know.
My pops wasn't there, so the streets taught me how to be a man.
They taught me how to get this money regardless.
It feels good to make it out the trenches.
To go from serving crack on the streets to running shit on one side of the city.
Now either the streets look out for you, or they eat yo ass alive.
That's how a lot of these niggas get fucked up.
They get chewed up and spit out. That's why it ain't for everybody.
But this is how I get my money, I'm hungry for it.
I gotta keep my lady up.
She ain't high maintenance, but I wanna spoil her.
She been thru a lot and she deserve it.
I want her to live good without any worry. So I'll work all day and night with no shame or regret.
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