Juve 'the Great' Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

[Verse 1: Juvenile] 

Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five 

I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive 

didn't do shit with my brothers without makin e'm mad 

couldn't get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad 

he took me right there where the killas be 

across court from Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry 

we shot ball on crates tryna get paid by all means 

started snatchin purses by Wall Greens 

seen Titey get hit up in the melt when I was young 

paramedics couldn't even find his tongue 

that's when I started totin' my heat to call a G 

my family was deep but wasn't goin in that water with me 

right after Mr.Martin's class (??)and me 

straight to Barret think I was worried bout the trulency? please 

got paid for them old timers puttin in work 

like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, watermelons, and herbs 

[Chorus] 

Even though the times was hard 

I didn't fear no man but God 

you lookin at New Orleans crime rate 

right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the great 

Juve the great 

Juve the great 

Juve the great 

this is Juve the great 

Juve the great 

Juve the great 

Juve the great 

this is Juve the great 

[Verse 2: Juvenile] 

Mama thought her son was really doin it tight 

when I was the one out here not doin it right 

until she found my stash she couldn't believe all the weed she found 

shit it must've been a half a pound 

I was thirteen then back when Yoga was caddillac'n it 

my campaign was let a lil nigga get a crack at it 

far from a gangsta but was learnin a lot 

ain't just be the one that earnin the pot 

after the turn of the clock I started bankin on the low with the dope 

got slugged up so hoes'll notice me mo' 

tee's, reeboks, and girbauds I had a few (??) to write 

regular hood shit the average niggaz go through in life 

wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day killas 

(???) and we ball I know they'll flip ya 

I stayed away from them cats who didn't communicate well 

cause them was them niggaz that would've had me in jail 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3: Juvenile] 

At fifteen I carried a lot of wieght on my back 

me and my brother infact, I kept my money intact 

I mad my real power moves soon as Juv' got one 

headed straight to the irish counter nigga who got guns? 

shit my people Bobby and surviva got hit too 

and I heard my name was poppin up in some shit too 

wasn't no cool cans off googlin no more 

it was either cry like a bitch or go sell it and score 

my first case wanted my respect in the worst way 

couldn't tell me shit when I was hungry and thirs-ty 

have a nigga way out his religion ya heard me 

I guess it's punishment to who and never was worthy 

every since I leanred about guns and coke 

I made a vow to myself that I would never go broke 

do what I gotta do to eat 

I probably can't play no sports but I can work these streets 

[Chorus]