II Tone - Grew Up in Magnolia lyrics

I grew up in magnolia that is my f**ing hood I begged for quarters as a youngster praying that I would Come up to be good, not just drugged into a thug I'm slangin' that crack, a criminal life I never dreamed of My parents they're smoking crack, my momma abandoned me As a youngster the lifestyle of a thug slangin' crack you see I got nowhere up on this track, the white man won't hire me Got to slang crack and rob to make that cheese and survive G Surviving this sh**, thats why I'm all about making cheese I'm down with that click cuz whatever, whatever, stacking Gs I pray to the lord, And ask ??????? ??????? ???? with n***as that showing no love to me I think to myself,yeah, I know that I'm wrong mane, as I'm slangin' that crack on the track and packing that tone mane It ain't no thing that I'm a thug at seventeen Another young n***a trying to come up trying to have things [Chorus] I grew up in Magnolia that is my f**ing hood I grew up in Magnolia that is my f**ing hood You're living the f**ing lifestyle of a thug where I grew up mane I grew up in Magnolia that is my f**ing hood You're living the f**ing lifestyle of a thug where I grew up mane I'm living the lifestyle of a thug I'm trying to keep from slangin' them d** My family ain't sh**, never gonna be about sh** but my bro shows me much love The food we keep on the table my grandmother provides me So I thank the man above for helping me to survive see Thinking back in the years when I was broke hustling was my daily thing ??????, shooting dice at an early age, trying to stay out the game mane You know it's a trip how your life can just flip the script Coming straight from the bottom tying to make it to the top, hook a ride then we'll stash my grip See, my brother and me ain't got sh** to we hit our knees Giving praise to the lord, I'm serving jesus hoping that he will see, us, we struggle in society knowing damn well we ain't doing right So if you're life is like mine and you know ?? ?? ??? ?? and help make it right [Chorus] Seventeen years ago a k**er was born hoe Never knowing what to do so I proceed to Sell crack c**aine, and smoke on them bliz-unts mane Living in da crime click is nothing but anna b**h Robbin', mobbin', k**in', stealin' Magnolia is full of business Thug life every night just hanging and shooting dice My momma didn't have a job so a n***a had to rob With two cases in my past just trying to get some cash Living with no cheese, no porkchops, or no greens A n***a was ??? out and that what I'm talking about A n***a is on the street with a Glock and nothing to eat So I had to rob and mob and stangin' was my job The lifestyle of a thug and thats what I'm telling you So if you ever get f**ed up do what you've got to do [Chorus]