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Aye, whoa
 Don't tell me what you like, don't comment on my life
 Niggas I don't like, first to give advice
 We not meeting twice if you silent to the wife
 Been hard to be quiet, they ain't putting me on ice
 I done been on eyes
 I done been on CRTs, I done been on wides
 Used to be outside
 Done being outside, too many niggas I don't like
 I should stop being a punk, parents done prayed over my life
 Jamaican spots on Jane got me red sauce on the fried
 Always hella broke, borrow money from the guys
 Had to give it back in quarters if they gave a five
 Mom was back at school, the money low but it's inspiring
 What a different time
 Drifting in the Acura if Hezi got the ride
 Got back from the dealership, now I'm whipping mine
 Ain't rode a bus in time
 Shoutout my homie God
 Been waiting for that lob
 If you want the old me you should go back to him
 The avenue construction got the block in ruins
 I'm laughing at them talking way more than they moving
 Not a movie, never played somebody, other angles to me
 Ah
 Don't tell me what you like, don't comment on my life
 Niggas I don't like, first to give advice
 We not meeting twice if you silent to the wife
 Been hard to be quiet, they ain't putting me on ice
 I done been on eyes
 I done been on CRTs, I done been on wides
 Used to be outside
 Done being outside, too many niggas I don't like
 I should stop being a punk, parents done prayed over my life
 Prayed over my life
 Don't expect a conversation not naming a price
 Aye
 I'm done letting y'all slide
 All the bills to my 'rents don't cut me no slack to figure out life
 Aye
 Prayed over my life
 I'm done letting y'all slide
 Done being outside, too many niggas I don't like
 I should stop being a punk, parents done prayed over my
 Gheeze
 Lil Mont From The Ave