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i grew up in magnolia that is my f-cking hood
i begged for quarters as a youngster praying that i would
come up to be good, not just drugged into a thug
i’m slangin’ that crack, a criminal life i never dreamed of
my parents they’re smoking crack, my momma abandoned me
as a youngster the lifestyle of a thug slangin’ crack you see
i got nowhere up on this track, the white man won’t hire me
got to slang crack and rob to make that cheese and survive g
surviving this sh-t, thats why i’m all about making cheese
i’m down with that cl!ck cuz whatever, whatever, stacking gs
i pray to the lord, and ask ??????? ???????
???? with n-ggas that showing no love to me
i think to myself,yeah, i know that i’m wrong mane, as i’m slangin’ that crack on the track and packing that tone mane
it ain’t no thing that i’m a thug at seventeen
another young n-gga trying to come up trying to have things

[chorus]
i grew up in magnolia that is my f-cking hood
i grew up in magnolia that is my f-cking hood
you’re living the f-cking lifestyle of a thug where i grew up mane
i grew up in magnolia that is my f-cking hood
you’re living the f-cking lifestyle of a thug where i grew up mane

i’m living the lifestyle of a thug
i’m trying to keep from slangin’ them drugs
my family ain’t sh-t, never gonna be about sh-t but my bro shows me much love
the food we keep on the table my grandmother provides me
so i thank the man above for helping me to survive see
thinking back in the years when i was broke hustling was my daily thing
??????, shooting dice at an early age, trying to stay out the game mane
you know it’s a trip how your life can just flip the script
coming straight from the bottom tying to make it to the top, hook a ride then we’ll stash my grip
see, my brother and me ain’t got sh-t to we hit our knees
giving praise to the lord, i’m serving jesus hoping that he will see, us, we struggle in society knowing d-mn well we ain’t doing right
so if you’re life is like mine and you know ?? ?? ??? ?? and help make it right

[chorus]

seventeen years ago a k!ller was born hoe
never knowing what to do so i proceed to
sell crack cocaine, and smoke on them bliz-unts mane
living in da crime cl!ck is nothing but anna b-tch
robbin’, mobbin’, k!llin’, stealin’ magnolia is full of business
thug life every night just hanging and shooting dice
my momma didn’t have a job so a n-gga had to rob
with two cases in my past just trying to get some cash
living with no cheese, no porkchops, or no greens
a n-gga was ??? out and that what i’m talking about
a n-gga is on the street with a glock and nothing to eat
so i had to rob and mob and stangin’ was my job
the lifestyle of a thug and thats what i’m telling you
so if you ever get f-cked up do what you’ve got to do

[chorus]



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