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AP Glizzy

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Glizzy nigga
Look
Diary of a soldier young nigga got broken dreams
Born and rise in the city where they killed Martin Luther king
Only 15, lost all his guys now he toting 16's
Nighttime that shit gets to him, tears run down his face in streams
Ina mirror, there's no reflection, there goes his self esteem
Achieve his dreams, but he gone focus when he ain't got shit to eat
You can be whatever you want, but all he ever seen was feens
The blood of murder stains his mind, that same blood stains the streets
It all started when two different blocks got wrapped up in some beef
He don't bang, but he when goes outside his in the devils reach
No TLC, Glock with a red light special make niggas tend to creep
Kick door, where the stash or get identified by your teeth
This where we get divided, some niggas say R.I.P
Some wanna be free and we ain't tryna to keep the peace
In these streets it's do or die, I rather it be you then me
Lonely child, no father, the nigga we looked up to is Meech
A lot of niggas out here putting out a image
That's gangster but don't understand what comes with that
If you from where we're from
You understand the real ones don't want to live like this
Look
On this side we gotta make it through the year, not just the summer
Get caught lacking you'll get left dripped or drowned by a gunna
Cocaine cowboy, feens running back by the hundreds
Hit the gang with a rico and testify for your honor
Streets more bout making money than being loyal with honor
Co defendant making statements and lawyers is tryna charge you
Damn one out of a thousand stories inside my city
You sell dope, kick doors, become feens Bobby and Whitney
Feels like it's only two options get rich or die just like 50
Realistically, most of us will probably be dead by 20
Niggas taking the lead role to shoot, could've won a Emmy
Run as fast as you want, they'll still hit you like Ricky
They do it all for money, what you think they'll do envy
Goal is rags to riches, having plenty not pinching pennies
Damn
I can feel it in the air we living with no virtue
Niggas tend to numb the pain sipping on some purple
Nine times out of ten you back door by your circle
You live by the gun, you die by it comes full circle
Then end up get buried by the one that birth you
Only on a shirt a nigga can live eternal
The following may not be my story
But it's still a true story
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