Childhood Lyrics - Kevin Gates

I spent my childhood in a wild hood 

I dropped out when I was 14 

Backed out o' that 

Found I could spend a rack for a oh of cream 

Then I added three grams of baking soda, I be doin' my thing 

And now the O head get nagged at me, I be bout my dream 

I live a thug life like 2Pac, and a homie should 

And I ain't talkin' bout no marathon, but I run my hood 

And the only thing I wish is a nigga would 

Me and So-Low post photos smokin' backwoods 

I got the black pistol on me right now, but my lawyer Jewish 

I had 200, 80 gram, Gucci mash all the cash 

If it take ya too long to lock up then bring it back 

I had 200, 80 gram, Gucci mash all the cash 

If it take ya too long to lock up then bring it back 

I done took loss, we real bosses way before our time 

Some of these street niggas here bombin', they bomb my lines 

I put the new ice in the new watch just to froze my time 

I got some young shooters that'll gonna shoot you if you cross that line 

Free all the big homie and the lil homie that doin' time 

I'm just here to tell you I'm more than happy these rap niggas lyin' 

Off the phone with Jizzl, one of my nickles hot as a missile 

Couldn't believe it, no surprise, death to my eyes, bitch, I need it 

Try to deceive me, olly through dixie 

Led him to Dre, told him the business 

Told him I'm straight but I'm deceivin' 

Lawyer on deck, get him a 50 

Dropdown fridge on the work with the generator runnin' 

Hustle like a dawg tryna generate the money 

Earth came flippin' on the block, keep pumpin' 

Rocks keep bumpin', straight (fucking radio presenter) 

Breakin' up whore, let the state PD hit it 

Drop it on the skip, point two, 2 niggas 

Young nigga watchin' all the otha niggas get it 

Started jankin' new J's, heard you bought some new titties 

Oh, that's a bet, all them diamonds bbs 

In my hood, I got respect 

13 with a rest attack [?] 

I will be just like Lee Lucas 

Sellin' chickens, steady hoopin' 

I say hoopin'?! I mean ballin' 

Diamonds in my muslim towdee 

Gucci boots that glue with belts 

Check night and just do it 

I was locked up with Big Rufus 

Tellin' Reggie Miller a shooter 

Hittin' for the pamper on dizzy come up [?] 

That witta flood the whole tilt 

You niggas know my jack would neva make no rat nigga look cute 

Woah 

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