Grew up in a bad place tryna live good
Where nuff of the man dem get misunderstood
My Mama tried the best that she could
But it’s not easy growing up in the hood
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They try say man will end up dead or in jail
Now look at the man dem we’re doing well
We’re popping champagne and getting girls
And we’re hopping on planes around the world
Not bad for a brudda that grew up a block
Not bad for a man that never grew with a lot
I remember when I used to hide food in my socks
Now gyal are winning to my tunes in the club
I remember when the olders try send man to cunch
They try gas me up and show me fake love
From a young buck I knew what I was on
But we thank God, we kept it true from the jump
Now I celebrate with my brothers
Now I’m cutting cake with my brudders
And we pray for greatness in abundance
Cause all the man dem
Grew up in a bad place tryna live good
Where nuff of the man dem get misunderstood
My Mama tried the best that she could
But it’s not easy growing up in the hood
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Grew up in the same place that Sterling and George did
This is dedication darg I didn’t forfeit
My ends are dangerous but at the same time it’s gorgeous
And I wouldn’t change it for anything
And I just spoke to my brudda Star and he buss a little tear
He said you’ve been going hard darg and your still here
There was like 20 of us some ended up doing years
I had to do my thing and let them do theirs
But look now my career looks bright
This is what black excellence looks like
We live life and book flights
Pure greatness nothing but good vibes
Now we celebrate with the brudders
Popping champagne with the brudders
And we pray for greatness in abundance
Mad move, all the man dem
Grew up in a bad place tryna live good
Where nuff of the man dem get misunderstood
My Mama tried the best that she could
But it’s not easy growing up in the hood
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