We was gang bangin'
That's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work
That's how I grew up
Youngin' shoot shit up
That's how I grew up
I put in that work
That's how I blew up
Man, fuck them ****
They ain't nothin' like us
We don't talk to cops
That's how I grew up
We just slut out bops
That's how I grew up
All day on the block
That's how I grew up
On the east side of Chiraq, that's where I grew up
OG ain't let me on Essex until I grew up
When G Fazo died in 2010, I just ain't gave a fuck
'Member me and Manski on the phone a hour, teein' up
Fourteen, we was young as fuck, all ready to fuck shit up
Comin' up, no fear in us, we ready to kill somethin'
Lil Rock died and Rellski turned himself in for a year or somethin'
Trappin' so hard, told 'em leave the line and watch us still run it
Back then, I was sixteen, prolly runnin' up a fifteen
Then I started spittin' 16s, rappin' 16s 'bout my 16th
****, sixteen, yeah, them my blocks
Four blocks can't switch, four blocks that way
Four blocks up, four blocks back
We run our shit and the opps
We was gang bangin'
That's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work
That's how I grew up
Youngin' shoot shit up
That's how I grew up
I put in that work
That's how I blew up
Man, fuck them ****
They ain't nothin' like us
We don't talk to cops
That's how I grew up
We just slut out bops
That's how I grew up
All day on the block
That's how I grew up
Right on Central Drive, where I grew up at
Right on Glenwood Road, where I grew up at
R.I.P. to Tayman, damn, my brother kept it a stack
R.I.P. to Johnny, damn, my brother kept that strap
Sellin' two for fives how I came up, dawg
I came out the pussy, I was flamed up, dawg
Used to be my **** but you changed up, dawg
Chopper thunderstorm, you get rained up, dawg
You can check the stats
You can ask the opps who won't talk
With his body droppin' shit, ****, gang
Ask around, Savage'll get your ass stained
On probation, still ridin' with the thang
Half of these rappers ain't shit without a chain
Straight up out the six, yeah, free my **** Tank
Two revolvers on my waist, ****, John Wayne
Free my **** Turk, yeah, he known to let it bizzang
Your bitch is a freak, got her fuckin' on the gizzang
Bought a hunnid 'round drum, ****, I don't need no izzaim
Chopper on the seat when I pull up at the flizzame
Shout out to G Herbo, it's a 21 no limit thizzang
We was gang bangin'
That's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work
That's how I grew up
Youngin' shoot shit up
That's how I grew up
I put in that work
That's how I blew up
Man, fuck them ****
They ain't nothin' like us
We don't talk to cops
That's how I grew up
We just slut out bops
That's how I grew up
All day on the block
That's how I grew up

Writer(s): Joshua Luellen.