Felony 1 - Turnt Up Lyrics

Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through that's why a nigga stay turned up
Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through that's why a nigga stay turned up
The lifestyle we live will give the average guy the blues
Washin' our clothes in the tub, hoping they dry before school
Walkin' through two feet of snow, big holes in my shoes
Couldn't wait to get to class, to act a motherf*ckin' fool
My favorite subject was lunch, cause at home it wasn't no food
Just openin' up the fridge, it put me in a bad mood
Daddy died when I was ten, momma did the best that she could do
My past was just a blur, I'm tryna readjust my view
Nobody really cared, well, maybe just a few
My Aunt Almondine and grandma, can't forget about Uncle Boot
Shit, I was sittin' on the stoop, watchin' Eric shoot hoops
In a pair of pro wangs, they was white, red, and blue
But somehow I made it through, nigga
Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through that's why a nigga stay turned up
Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through that's why a nigga stay turned up
I was twelve years old, when I started sellin' crack
Big Bop fronted me and Ernie Howell, this is a fact
Told us when we made a hundred, bring him eighty dollars back
I was in the seventh grade, runnin' in and out the trap
Shit, of course I had a strap, them older niggas used to jack
But they never tried me at all, extra mannish about my scratch
Wanted to be an athlete, but the streets had me attached
They locked me up as a juvie, I slept with roaches and rats
Made a lot of bad decisions, carryin' burdens on my back
What good is it scorin' a touchdown, when there's no one there to clap
I ain't wanna write no diary, so I put it in a rap
Had a pocket full of change, and transformed it into racks
Under abnormal conditions, I managed to persevere
Put my right hand to the sky, thankin' God I'm still here
Coulda been a hashtag, or doin' life behind the wall
Pride comes before the fall, as a man I evolved
And somehow I made it through, nigga
Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through, that's why a nigga stay turned up
Sex, money, and murder, I came a long way, I'm just tryna get further
I seen and done some things, that you never heard of
Somehow I made it through, that's why a nigga stay turned up
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