Correction Paroles Made A Way par Bobby Sessions

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Young legend
Hold up

Made it out the street (Street), made it out of beef (Beef)
Made it from the bottom, now we strive to reach the peak (Yeah)
Made it out the hood (Yeah), niggas sellin' drugs
Even when we doin' bad, say we doin' good (Yeah)
Rocked a Boosie fade (Yeah), homie had a shag (Yeah)
Lotta mama's boys, not too many had a dad (Nah)
I was blessed with mine (Yup), he was on the grind (Yup)
Workin' ten to twelve hours tryna make a dime (Let's go)
Back in Pleasant Grove, went to school at Edna Rowe (Edna Rowe)
Ridin' bike too late at night, you gotta make it home (Make it home)
No more time to play (Nah), clean the house today (Yeah)
Sunday service way before somebody heard of 'Ye (Facts)
Church be gettin' out, Cowboy game, no missin' out (No doubt)
I'll grab that belt if you forget to thaw that chicken out (Yeah)
The homie playin' Pokémon, he a killer now (Damn)
My parents postal workers, learned to take a different route

And we made a way (Way), yeah, we made a way (We made it)
Gotta go through obstacles when they in the way (Yeah)
Still we made a way (Yeah), still we made a way (We made it)
Don't be sweatin' 'bout that blessin', boy, that's on the way (Way)
And we made a way (Yeah), yeah, we made a way (We made it)
Gotta go through obstacles when they in the way (Yeah)
Still we made a way (Way), still we made a way (We made it)
Don't be sweatin' 'bout that blessin', hold up—

Started from the dirt (Dirt), Dallas was the turf (Turf)
Find the biggest tee and keep the sticker on the shirt (Facts)
Movin' to the 'burbs ('Burbs), I ain't say a word (Word?)
Couple neighbors that was hatin', gettin' on my nerves (f*ck 'em)
Baddie licked me up (Yup), never give a f*ck (Never)
Taste it, baby, I had whiskey in my sippy-cup (Uh)
Spirit lift me up (Yeah), ain't no givin' up (Never)
Hit the church Sunday mornin', Pastor Rickie Rush
IBOC, switched that fade to high top
After service we would get some breakfast from the IHOP
Reggie pa would hot box, tickets for that sky box
Ask me, "Why are you blessed?", my response is, "Why not?"
All the gold in my watch, Polo horse in my sock
People I love that got shot, artist on label got dropped
You can't be livin' ungrateful, people would kill for my spot
Street scar all the faces for ghetto boys on my block, on my block

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