How can you say I'm no gangsta? You ain't been in the streets
Silver spoon kids judging people who had to hunt, for to eat
Concrete jungle where I grew up, I'm King Kong in the street
I'm CBK so you know that I can't take no defeat
How I'm not with it, when I had niggas running, like it was track and field heats?
Even before I had the strap, this was before internet beef
Just ask the streets and you'll see, just ask the streets and you'll hear
MT6k been runnin the muck for a while, it's almost been 10 years
And we just off by two
Jumped off the porch 2015, nigga, where the f*ck was you?
That's right, perfect attendance and shit, still a dependent and shit
Bro I was robbing grown men in year 7 and shit
And you can check my record, they documented this shit
All the shit I done, it's what cemented this shit
Built it from the ground up, yeah I connected this shit
Saw it where nobody else could see it, I manifested this shit
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport,
Catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, You might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here, heaven sent a G
I was year 5, my teacher already saw me in a cemetery
So I'm a militant, like I'm from the military
Why? Because it's necessary!
Don't? Then this shit gets scary
You might get buried, this shit gets scary
You might get buried
Your ass might get buried
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two is parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
It's not a loss, it's a lesson, cause I can't take no defeat
Born to lead and be on top, I'm not content being beneath
Avoid the f*ck arounds or it'll be another family laying in a reef
Don't bother playing with me, don't bother playing with me
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two was parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport, catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, you might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here
Heaven sent a G
Heaven sent a G
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How can you say I'm no gangsta? You ain't been in the streets
Silver spoon kids judging people who had to hunt, for to eat
Concrete jungle where I grew up, I'm King Kong in the street
I'm CBK so you know that I can't take no defeat
How I'm not with it, when I had niggas running, like it was track and field heats?
Even before I had the strap, this was before internet beef
Just ask the streets and you'll see, just ask the streets and you'll hear
MT6k been runnin the muck for a while, it's almost been 10 years
And we just off by two
Jumped off the porch 2015, nigga, where the f*ck was you?
That's right, perfect attendance and shit, still a dependent and shit
Bro I was robbing grown men in year 7 and shit
And you can check my record, they documented this shit
All the shit I done, it's what cemented this shit
Built it from the ground up, yeah I connected this shit
Saw it where nobody else could see it, I manifested this shit
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport,
Catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, You might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here, heaven sent a G
I was year 5, my teacher already saw me in a cemetery
So I'm a militant, like I'm from the military
Why? Because it's necessary!
Don't? Then this shit gets scary
You might get buried, this shit gets scary
You might get buried
Your ass might get buried
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two is parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
It's not a loss, it's a lesson, cause I can't take no defeat
Born to lead and be on top, I'm not content being beneath
Avoid the f*ck arounds or it'll be another family laying in a reef
Don't bother playing with me, don't bother playing with me
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two was parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport, catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, you might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here
Heaven sent a G
Heaven sent a G
Silver spoon kids judging people who had to hunt, for to eat
Concrete jungle where I grew up, I'm King Kong in the street
I'm CBK so you know that I can't take no defeat
How I'm not with it, when I had niggas running, like it was track and field heats?
Even before I had the strap, this was before internet beef
Just ask the streets and you'll see, just ask the streets and you'll hear
MT6k been runnin the muck for a while, it's almost been 10 years
And we just off by two
Jumped off the porch 2015, nigga, where the f*ck was you?
That's right, perfect attendance and shit, still a dependent and shit
Bro I was robbing grown men in year 7 and shit
And you can check my record, they documented this shit
All the shit I done, it's what cemented this shit
Built it from the ground up, yeah I connected this shit
Saw it where nobody else could see it, I manifested this shit
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport,
Catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, You might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here, heaven sent a G
I was year 5, my teacher already saw me in a cemetery
So I'm a militant, like I'm from the military
Why? Because it's necessary!
Don't? Then this shit gets scary
You might get buried, this shit gets scary
You might get buried
Your ass might get buried
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two is parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
It's not a loss, it's a lesson, cause I can't take no defeat
Born to lead and be on top, I'm not content being beneath
Avoid the f*ck arounds or it'll be another family laying in a reef
Don't bother playing with me, don't bother playing with me
I was 14 selling crack in Perth City streets
No fear, how can I be scared and jackin the streets
Those two was parallel, meaning the two never meet
I had one gear, go, it was never retreat
Till year 8, I was into sports, you know, track and field
Thought I'd be pro in every sport, catch me on every practice field
In primary, my teacher said, keep going, how you going, you might get killed
For dickheads overseas primary is middle school and elementary
But he ain't know I was put here
Heaven sent a G
Heaven sent a G
Writer: AJ 47
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