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sheldon llewellyn
sheldon llewellyn
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I can't ever be that nigga on the sideline I been sliding since a youngish look how time flies I got people I call family I got mob ties I could never stand a nigga that be two faced If you ain't gang then get to steppin find your own space I had to find a way to eat go get your own plate I got dreams of being rich and move My family out to Georgia Don't got time to waste I know my momma getting older Burden on my chest feel like a chip is on my shoulder I been running out of love it's like my heart is getting colder Stay up out my business nigga, stay up out my problems You don't even know me but you out here tryna solve em Only need my family I'm so thankful that I got em Nigga heading to the top when I just started from the bottom I don't got no sympathy I'm just getting started Niggas getting mad because I'm getting wanted Sticking with my bitch she gotta nigga feeling wanted I can't never leave her side she had my back when it was storming I can't ever be that nigga on the sideline I been sliding since a youngish look how time flies I got people I call family I got mob ties I could never stand a nigga that be 2 faced If you ain't gang then get to steppin find your own space I had to find a way to eat go get your own plaate I got racks on, racks on I know niggas flipping packs on packs on Momma said that I'm the Best, Chase yo dream and have some patience don't be restless I got dreams of being rich and move my family out to Georgia Don't got time to waste I know my momma getting older Burden on my chest feel like a chip is on my shoulder I been running out of love it's like my heart is getting colder
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