Brought Up
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
Stay up on your toes always sharp just like a blade
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
This my real life aint none of this is staged
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
This how I was raised yeah this how I was raised
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
Try and stop my grind you gonna catch a fade
Hustle hard on my grind it's over time
Money on my mind all I'm thinking dolla signs
Not scared to get dirty finger nails be full of grime
This a full time job and I'm never gone resign
Bitch can't get dolla but I'll give her a piece of mind
Yo buisness yo buisness keep your nose up out of mine
Your'e gonna get handled if you getting out of line
I do it like the mob cause this shit's organized
I keep it pushing moving steady on a come up
I aint with the bullshit if you want it better run up
I aint with the talking if you bout it better shut up
Yeah I'm really with it making noise just like a drummer
Even though real G's we always move in silence
Playing with the buisness gonna resort to some violence
Now you might be smiling later on your family crying
In the crime scene with the tape and all the sirens
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
Stay up on your toes always sharp just like a blade
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
This my real life aint none of this is staged
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
This how I was raised yeah this how I was raised
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
Try and stop my grind you gonna catch a fade
Homiez on the block mothafucka that's my family
We got each others back exactly how it gotta be
Fuck with one of us it'll turn into a tragedy
School of hard knocks these streets be the academy
It's the only way bitch dont even be mad at me
Thinking bout a come up ploting on the perfect strategy
Gotta get it right aint no way we looking raggedy
Thats the street life real go getta mentality
This how I grew up the wicked side raised me
On some real shit aint to much that can fade me
Hustling on the block that shit was on the daily
Like a mad house this life is fuckin crazy
If we aint talking money get the fuck out of my face
That's just how it is for a hustla on the chase
My mind's made up there aint nothing they can say
Those my crazy ways I don't think I'll ever change
Stay up on your toes always sharp just like a blade
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
This my real life aint none of this is staged
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
This how I was raised yeah this how I was raised
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
Try and stop my grind you gonna catch a fade
Hustle hard on my grind it's over time
Money on my mind all I'm thinking dolla signs
Not scared to get dirty finger nails be full of grime
This a full time job and I'm never gone resign
Bitch can't get dolla but I'll give her a piece of mind
Yo buisness yo buisness keep your nose up out of mine
Your'e gonna get handled if you getting out of line
I do it like the mob cause this shit's organized
I keep it pushing moving steady on a come up
I aint with the bullshit if you want it better run up
I aint with the talking if you bout it better shut up
Yeah I'm really with it making noise just like a drummer
Even though real G's we always move in silence
Playing with the buisness gonna resort to some violence
Now you might be smiling later on your family crying
In the crime scene with the tape and all the sirens
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
Stay up on your toes always sharp just like a blade
This how i was brought up this and this how i was raised
This my real life aint none of this is staged
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
This how I was raised yeah this how I was raised
This how I was brought up this and this how i was raised
Try and stop my grind you gonna catch a fade
Homiez on the block mothafucka that's my family
We got each others back exactly how it gotta be
Fuck with one of us it'll turn into a tragedy
School of hard knocks these streets be the academy
It's the only way bitch dont even be mad at me
Thinking bout a come up ploting on the perfect strategy
Gotta get it right aint no way we looking raggedy
Thats the street life real go getta mentality
This how I grew up the wicked side raised me
On some real shit aint to much that can fade me
Hustling on the block that shit was on the daily
Like a mad house this life is fuckin crazy
If we aint talking money get the fuck out of my face
That's just how it is for a hustla on the chase
My mind's made up there aint nothing they can say
Those my crazy ways I don't think I'll ever change
Credits
Writer(s): Octavio Hipolito
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