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boldy james & harry fraud - fish grease lyrics

[verse 1]
i was only ten when i jumped in the fish grease, servin’ junkies on 6th street
wasn’t on yet, now it’s, “come get a sixteenth, i could front you a zip cheap”
turnt eleven twice, kevo did a twelve+piece way before i was thirteen
first fourteen n+gga ever touched, known to come with the morphine
now i’m fifteen, phone full of fiends, this is way before lean
watchin’ [?] bangin’, shootin’ up sharen needles, soakin’ them in chlorine
turnt seventeen i was shootin’ jams, eighteen had a half+a+slab
nineteen whеn sh+t hit the fan, fled the crimе scene with some sheet rock
age twenty, was a wanted man, now we high+speedin’ through the speed knot
speedballin’, tryna do the speed limit, state troopers in them speed traps
twenty+one, i was cornered off fighting for my life in a court of law
bonded out, found not guilty, know they sick they got it on my cheese back
twenty+two, had a pill run, twenty+three, almost got done in
twenty+four, a n+gga lost swali, twenty+five, had a couple run+ins
twenty+six, i had my first child, twenty+seven when i first slowed down
twenty+eight, now we touchin’ heavyweight, been applyin’ pressure through the whole town
where we at with it?

[refrain]
is this the legacy you want to leave?
is this the legacy you want to leave?

[verse 2]
ten tenths, that’s a graham cracker, one in a half, that’s a half tray
three+five, that’s a ball of soft, no kiddie play, i been the class act
with the [?] scale it up, seven soft, six hard, at a quarter [?]
gift wrappin’ up them strip dinners, had to re+wrap it with the glad wrap
trash bags full of dirty money, [?] stacked up in rubber bands
thirty six by twenty+eight, ’bout two equal out a hundred bands
flew to cali’, drove to arizona, soon as i touched, caught a flight back
plug sent it with a postcard, if being broke is funny, you a wisecrack
so the split pop for twenty+five hundred, slow rollin’ biggies for the five racks
keep a big pun with a kickdrum, stepped on the brickie like a hi+hat
from morgantown to the jordan downs, turnt around with a whole one on us, we georgia brown
remember grindin’ in the rain nights when it was pourin’ down
now i’m in the range hydroplanin’, work whiter than a diner napkin
hood call me sir brick van exel a.k.a. mr. pyrex chaplin
clio bangin’ off the lilac, phone slappin’ like a telethon
sent the plug a couple hundred thou’, got me touchin’ down like i’m megatron
had to switch the route up
[refrain]
is this the legacy you want to leave?
is this the legacy you want to leave?

- boldy james harry fraud lyrics

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