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Wake up in the morning, load my pistol
Can't leave home without it
Come from where you see a lot of bodies
But don't talk about it
Hard to find the plug
I middlemaned that package on consignment
Hookers, strippers, crackheads
Robbers, trappers, all in public housin'
Uncle Bo was stealin' from my Granny
Can't leave shit around here
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry
Can't leave food around here
Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her
Car and went out servin', robbin'
Grinding with my family through the struggle
Hold 'em down regardless
Mama, Daddy kicked me out
At fifteen, wildin', renegadin'
Moved into apartments with my Granny
Started going crazy
Then my brother Ju moved in
He fresh up out the penitentiary
Whooped my ass, he made me to a man
I slanged his crack in vacants
Aunty Trish was smokin' up my weed
She used to work my patience
Every night I sneak off with
Her keys, I'm drivin', paper chasin'
One night we robbed the Asian lady
Led the police on pursuit
GD Cory ridin' with me
Lettin' shots go through the roof
Two days later HPD pulled up
And questioned Aunty Trish
She knew I took her car and hit a lick
But she ain't tell 'em shit
They searched her car and let her go
They almost charged her for a Grammy
Never snitched, betrayed her family
But she always told my Granny
My Granny oldest son is Alvin Jr
Call him Uncle Main
That's my favorite Uncle
On occasion he smoke crack cocaine
Petty, thief, and junkie
But he always had my most respect
When I was six, I seen him stab a nigga
And he bled to death
Wake up in the morning, load my pistol
Can't leave home without it
Come from where you see a lot of bodies
But don't talk about it
Hard to find the plug
I middlemaned that package on consignment
Hookers, strippers, crackheads
Robbers, trappers, all in public housin'
Uncle Bo was stealin' from my Granny
Can't leave shit around here
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry
Can't leave food around here
Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her
Car and went out servin', robbin'
Grinding with my family through the struggle
Hold 'em down regardless
My Uncle Bo, my Granny youngest son
He always doing extra
Moved in for the summer
He was tired of livin' in a shelter
Up all night and sleep all day
You never know his sleepin' schedule
Gotta hide my money, dope, and clothes
That nigga steal whatever
Bo was damn near 50
Posted on the block with all the youngsters
"He too old for that" my Granny said
"the streets gon' take him under"
Always hittin' plays
He went out juugin' with my older brother
'Til he lost his life, they shot him twice
He tried to take some bundles
My cousin Pooh was Aunt Trish oldest son
That nigga never listened
Jammed up with them pigeons
He got sentenced, 42 in prison
Certified killer
He the reason why I started Crippin'
Aggravated, robbin', stealin', killin'
Even shot some bitches
He turned me to a shooter
Said nobody gonna blast it for me
Pooh, he was a savage
Uncle Bo he raised a crash dummy
When I was 12 he got me high
My first time ever smokin' grass
He caught his girlfriend cheatin'
Grabbed the Glock and shot 'er in her ass
Wake up in the morning, load my pistol
Can't leave home without it
Come from where you see a lot of bodies
But don't talk about it
Hard to find the plug
I middlemaned that package on consignment
Hookers, strippers, crackheads
Robbers, trappers, all in public housin'
Uncle Bo was stealin' from my Granny
Can't leave shit around here
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry
Can't leave food around here
Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her
Car and went out servin', robbin'
Grinding with my family through the struggle
Hold 'em down regardless